A nurse for a bandit. Stef M.

- First, you say? - took out the gun Vyacheslav. - It will be the last.

It was as if in slow shooting, I watched him directing the muzzle of a pistol to the guy. I fell into a stupor. Hands and legs did not obey me. I just stood and shook my head, not believing what is happening here now.

Glory... who caressed me with these hands tonight, is going to kill a person now. I could not believe my eyes.

Click was heard. And a shot! A loud, deafening shot!

- No! - I yelled in an inhuman cry.

I fell to my knees, and the last thing I saw was that poor guy dangling like a rag. And I was swallowed by the saving darkness!