Auction: Detective

By V Speys

AUCTIONDetective"The narrative does not pretend to be accurate in the narration of historical facts encountered in the presentation. The characters are represented in the text, their surnames and names are fictitious, coincidence coincidentally, coincidence."Note by the author, V. Speys.Chapter firstThe cabin was warm and comfortable. Friends are housed in the middle of the cabin. Igor, at my request to give me a seat by the window, did not mind. From my seat, I saw how the snow drifted along the taxiway of the landing, and there, in the distance, at the airport, there were passengers who were approaching, in light clothes, wrapping themselves in collars, waiting for a delivery bus to their plane. We already managed to warm up. A beautiful girl stewardess, standing at the door of the cabin, conducted her office briefing, telling passengers how to use the chair and that the flight to Hong Kong will last about fourteen hours with a landing in Singapore, where we will be given the opportunity to inspect the airport while the ship is preparing to fly to China to Cheklapkok. "Wow, it's sixteen thirty now, we'll fly all night, and by eleven o'clock we will land in Hong Kong." - I said. But Igor was already lost in his thoughts, and did not listen to me. I thought that this Alla of him would know how to get a guy, that he could not get used to the fact that the quarrel remained there far away with her. And that everything has already been settled by itself, without the humiliation of an apology and crocodile tears. The mood returned to Igor gradually, and soon he completely became like a former cheerful person. He took out from his folder that he was holding a tourist ticket, and examined the hotel, where we will live for a month with the possibility of extension, for a small amount. In Hong Kong, we expected to stay up to two months. We were worried about organizational events and unforeseen circumstances that we might encounter in a foreign country. We thought about this, and each of us made different assumptions and plans for the case of one or another possible event. And our Boeing, rumbling, crawled higher and higher, climbing to the ceiling of nine thousand meters above sea level. When the plane reached the route altitude, we were offered water and spirits consisting of whiskey, cognac, wines and vodkas, and different types of beer. A rich life, what could be better than this? The plane arrived at Hong Kong airport at exactly 11 local time. Having solved the formalities with the customs services quickly and without problems, since the declaration contained only the money that we declared, we calmly waited for our luggage and, having received it, went to the exit indicated in the ticket. A tourist bus and an accompanying employee were already waiting for us there, which helped us arrange the documents for the hotel. In the evening, tired of the flight, we went down to the restaurant for dinner, which is registered in the package. Our table was free, and we settled on it. A waiter appeared at our table right there. In broken Russian, he asked: - Can you bring wine, vodka, cognac?I looked questioningly at Igor.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 1699445737
• ISBN13: 9781699445730
• Release Date: January 1
• Publisher: Independently Published
• Length: 52 Pages
• Weight: 0.20 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.1" x 6.0" x 9.0"