Breaking Mirrors

By Berrich36

Life is an interesting thing! Until recently, I thought that my life was very interesting and correct: a good job, a good city, friends. The height of madness in my life was the night away in the club. And then I got bored with work. And also a message came. And at night unexpected guests came. And everything spun, spun! And life began to look like a continuous lottery, well, or a horror movie, well, or a love story - in general, decide for yourself!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Berrich36
• Release date: Apr 8, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005165666

Berrich36

Writing books is one of the most delicious feelings I can imagine. Discovery, adventures, psychology, mystery, all is one story for your and my great pleasure. I was one of those lucky guy who was the happiest when the bad weather outside confined me in my bedroom, a book propped against my pillow. I forgot the real world, entering in a new one I was looking after. Little surprise that I went from reading words to writing them.

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Breaking the mirror (16+)

Chapter 1

It is impossible to demand from God - transactions are possible only with the Devil.

(Mikhail Mamchich)

The sun blinded as if it had come to heaven for the last time. I sighed and looked around. Yes, I envy those girls who wear mini - skirts or maxi - T - shirts. They may enjoy this weather. But in black trousers and a white top it is not ice at all. Well, what can you do, what kind of work and clothes.

I was on my way to the office on the 20th floor of a twenty-story building. There was the office in which I worked. Officially, it was the Albino detective agency. A strange name. We are still wondering, whether it is our boss fantasy, whether it's a - a hint to our current customers.

However, be that as it may, but we were also engaged in detective affairs: we looked for stolen documents, tracked down mistresses and lovers and toiled with other nonsense. In - First, it was necessary for the sake of appearances. Agree, if a client comes to the office once every 2 months, and the well-being of the office flourishes, this is at least strange. Well, in - Second, while until a couple of people involved in this assignment, the rest had to spit at the ceiling. Therefore , the others were hanged by escaped cats and insolent ghosts.

As I said, our office was located on the 20th floor, which almost 100 percent excluded the accidental hit of random persons.

I started climbing up. Do not think, elevator in the building there, there, it is worth waiting a couple of it and wander out of the old woman or that - something like that. I slipped past the elevator, just in the direction of the upward staircase. I explain: our work requires being in excellent physical shape, and if the chief notices that you have taken the elevator, he will send you to the coach without further ado, after a month of training with whom you can carry you out on a stretcher. Better 20 floors up the stairs every day. By the way, our boss also ignored the elevator, so everything is fair.

This morning my boss called me and said that a task was waiting for me, and he himself was waiting for me in his office. In fact, it confused me a little. Somehow it is not in the rules of our chief to personally notify about the assignment. It's just that in the morning the name of the person who goes to work was announced to the whole office , and he found a chubby envelope on his desk. And then suddenly the chief called me to his place. It’s not for nothing.

I retreated into myself, reflecting on the strange behavior of the chief, but already on the 18th floor all my dubious thoughts disappeared, and I was left alone - only 2 floors!

I slowed down a bit near the door, catching my breath. This shameful act was carried out by our entire office, with the exception of the chief. Sometimes it even seemed to me that the boss is a biorobot: it runs on batteries, and there is a propeller in the ass. This would explain everything: a calm perception of any physical activity, and a constantly cheerful look, and energy gushing over the edge. 

- Kama, hello, come in. 

I cleared my throat and reluctantly crossed the threshold of the office. Kama is me. In fact, my name is Karina, Karina Kamalova. Hence the Kama. It is not customary for us to call each other by their first names. There are several reasons. In - First, the less people hear your name, the better. The specifics of the profession. And in - the second name - it's - it's personal. Agree how nice it is to hear when a person calls you by name. And we have a personal relationship - it's not that taboo, but, in general, not worth it. No, we communicate with colleagues, even outside of work. But these are more courtesy visits than genuine friendship. However, each of us knew what was going on, so we do not complain.

This is why each of us is given a clandestine name. Especially not getting worn out, it is basically a derivative of a surname or a distinctive feature of a person.

The chief, Eduard Vladimirovich, is another matter. God knows, his real name or not, we call him that.

- Tea, coffee? 

I swam out of my dreams and swallowed. The chef offers me tea, and even coffee ?! So, they send me to be shot ?! Or did we burn and I have to take all the blame on myself ?!

- No thanks ... Chief, what happened? - outside the assignment, I never hid my emotions.  

- Karin (called by name, very bad), you know how much I value you, and that you are far from being in my last place. 

I nodded that there was no point in pretending to be a sheep when everyone knew that I was one of the best employees.

- And you know that I would like to lose you the least ... 

So, my patience is over.

- Stop - stop! Are you firing me ?! 

The chief hesitated, apparently I broke the speech that was being prepared for the whole night.

- What are you, God forbid! - the chief scratched his head and continued,  

 Karin, you know we're not the only one of our kind,  I nodded again. Indeed, in addition to us, there was at least one other office doing similar things - but so, one of our ... hmm ... partners (read: competitors) needs help. They asked us for one employee for one assignment ... on credit.   

That's the number.

- So you want to rent me out ?! - well, this is too much.  

The chief sighed and continued.

- Kama, I cannot force or order you. I perfectly understand how long partners rub against each other. I also understand perfectly well that everyone works according to their own rules, and, yes, it turns out that I am sending you to a cage with tigers. You have the right to refuse, believe me, this will not affect my attitude towards you in any way. Just before you give an answer, I have to say about the reward. 

The task is carried out by three of us, respectively, you divide 60% of the fee among yourself (I nodded, we also have 40% to the company), plus, for the fact that you will work for someone else's office, you are entitled to this amount, - the chef held out me a sheet with numbers. I whistled. How much does the task cost if that amount is given for me? And if you consider that the chef does not work for thanks either ... 

- Why me? - I asked the question that tormented me.  

The chief noted without delay.

- I will not play around, they need a girl, and a girl who not only knows how to build eyes. 

Well, of course, either the role of a whore or a sheep is one of two things. Simple escorted to some - the event or saleswoman of flower shop can perform even a novice. It's another matter if you need to play the role of a seductress, so that the client is led, or to play a fool, a naive girl, then yes, even one acting talent is not enough. I remember that I once had to play the role of a psychopath with a diagnosis, so even I was afraid to fail. If anyone did not understand, then I had to fulfill my role before a psychiatrist.

I returned to reality and looked at the boss. By the way, this person is unlikely to distribute his employees left and right, and money does not play a role here. So there is something else ...

- In general, here's a ground for thought. You will answer tomorrow, - Eduard Vladimirovich brought me back to reality.  

The chief turned away, showing with all his appearance that he had said enough, then I myself must decide.

I reached out and took the cherished piece of paper with a number ending in many zeros at the end. With a grin, I gave the chief in the back:

- No need to wait for tomorrow, I agree. 

Even from behind, I realized that the chief was grinning too.

The next morning, at the airport, Eduard Vladimirovich handed me an envelope with a dossier on my partners.

- You will receive the task upon arrival ... 

Then he hesitated slightly and continued uncertainly:

" And yes, Karin, be careful. 

I grinned.

- What, chief, is everything so serious? 

He sighed.

- I just don't want to lose my best employee. 

- Well, just the best! - I slapped the boss on the shoulder. - Do not be afraid, I will not remain in the enemy camp. I will quickly play the role assigned to me, and go home, under the wing of my beloved chief!   

- Kama, your tongue is your enemy! Be careful, we are used to you, and they are strangers, be more restrained. 

- Yes, sir! - I saluted the chief, and went to land.  

Hundreds of butterflies fluttered inside me. Anticipation of a deed, a worthwhile deed! They say you feel the same feeling when you are in love. I don’t know, I wasn’t. But I know for sure that I desperately want to complete this task, at any cost.

On the plane, I opened the envelope with information on the people with whom I would work.

- Great, two men. And faces criminal what - what - I muttered under my breath.  

I was , after all , a little cowardly. I was not afraid of the task, but of the fact that I would have to work with strangers. I with my - the colleagues prefer not to converge in the job. And in general, I am a loner in life, and working in a pair or even more so a trio requires the ability to cooperate. I have this skill completely absent, though, because what I do all by - his own way.

Well, let's say you need to decide how you will get to the house. There are several options, chosen by voting. But personally, my decision never depended on the outcome of the vote, I did as I saw fit. By the way, I have never been wrong. Knowing my intuition, the people who worked with me trusted me completely. Besides, I do not care for - their own way. And then what to do? Will two men listen to a skinny girl who looks like a half-dead sparrow?

Okay, let's break through, one task!

I smiled, mentally imagining a number with many zeros. I have long wanted to buy a home. But somehow - it did not come across. And then I looked at such a wonderful house. True, and it cost great, but if everything goes with a bang, I will have the opportunity to buy it.

- Champagne? - the stewardess interrupted my thoughts.  

- Oh no, thanks, mineral water, if you can. 

By the way, I don't drink. Absolutely. From alcohol I instantly lose my mind, and besides, the next day I do not remember anything. This has happened to you too, you say. But not with a sip of wine! Here - here, and I fly away instantly, it feels like alcohol, ignoring the stomach, goes straight to my brain.

I continued digging through the dossier. In general, I do not like to read any kind of water, I go straight to the essence of the task. But here I read carefully.

So, partner number one. Romanov Denis, on assignment Dick. I grinned, I would have called Sharik. A long - long time ago, in another life, I had a grandmother. And my grandmother had a shaggy dog named Dick. Okay, what else is funny about this partner? So, 27 years old, not married (I would be surprised if it was the other way around), sociable, friendly and