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For another hour and a half, Golovko built complex combinations of conversation, trying to make me recognize the "Beretta", hinting both at the well-known indulgence, and at the coming horrors, if my memory fails me onlinecasinoluxembourg.

During the interrogation, the fat major periodically gave threatening remarks, trying to tune his boring voice harder. I stopped paying attention to him. Tired man, what else to expect from him?

Finally, my interrogator began to approach the second part of the play.

“Well, okay, Tatyana, don’t you recognize the murder weapon that you hid in the bathroom?”

I didn't hide! I have no idea how he got there, how many more times do I have to tell you?

- Fine, fine. Then I'll ask you this - where were you at the time of the murder?

What an original! He's still trying to catch me doing such childish tricks!

— And when did it happen?

At this point, Golovko began to fidget.


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