Dima Drobi "Before"

Before
Dima Drobi

The mysterious death of a mysterious, beautiful blonde, does not give peace to the forensic expert Oleg. He is fascinated by her and begins to look for clues to the mystery of her death.

Before

Dima Drobi

© Dima Drobi, 2022

ISBNВ 978-5-0059-2847-4

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AВ beautiful car was driving far outside the city, illuminating the deep woods along the road with its headlights. An unshaven bald and Gloomy man was driving, and on the right aВ thin twitchy Old man impressively sprawled, blowing smoke from aВ cigarette. There was aВ strong Athlete inВ the back seat with aВ square face and thick eyebrows, who was holding aВ beautiful, but blubbering and exhausted Blonde woman. The Blonde was sniffling, tears were flowing down her cheeks inВ strips ofВ black mascara from her shiny big eyes.

– Let me go, you took everything you wanted from me… I won’t tell anyone it’s you. Please, I have a baby… – She begged, being already tired of hysterics.

Men did not react, only the Athlete tightened his grip on her skinny body, so that it was difficult for her toВ breathe, and she finally became silent.

On aВ completely empty road, the headlights illuminated the silhouette ofВ aВ man who was standing right on the roadway inВ their path.

– What is it? – the Old man tensed up: – Knock him down!

But the Gloomy driver hit the brakes, and the car stopped right at the feet ofВ the brave man standing inВ front.

– Hey, you tired of living or what? – the Gloomy jumped out of the car and aggressively headed towards the stranger. The man pulled out a pistol and fatally shot the driver in the head with one shot. The body fell heavily on the asphalt.

Seeing this, the Athlete immediately released the hostage and, taking out his pistol, rushed toВ help. But before he could open the door, he also fell after shot byВ the side ofВ the road, choking on his own blood.

The shooter approached the car. He looked as aВ character ofВ epic action movies. He had aВ denim tank top with bare biceps sticking out ofВ it, aВ terrifying and wild look and an unshaven face.

– Man, man, what are you doing? Can we just …? – the Old man was stuttering in fright, realizing what would happen next. The stranger abruptly ripped the car door and furiously threw the Old man out of the car, that he fell directly to the lifeless athlete. The shooter went directly to him. The Old man convulsively was moving backwards on the ground, covering his face with his palm: – Man, let’s agree? What do you want? It’s a crap, you know? – the Old man could not calm down: – AAH, bitch, don’t be silent – he shouted.

The stranger held his hand out and shut the restless Old man up with one shot forever.

It was quietВ now.

The savior dragged the dead Athlete away and got into the car next toВ the frightened Blonde.

– Thank you!!! Thank you!!! You saved me. These people wanted to kill me! – she started hugging the savior, but he slowly took her hands off him.

– No need… I beg… I didn’t save you, I’m not a hero, everything happened a long time ago – the shooter croaked.

– But… I don’t understand… – the Blonde was puzzled, wiping her runny nose with her hand.

– You understand. The miracle didn’t happen. No one saved you. These people… They did what they planned, right on this spot. Our search teams have been looking for you for almost a month.

– Didn’t it just happen now..? – tears started in her beautiful eyes again. – I don’t understand anything… – she laid her forehead on his shoulder.

The stranger lit aВ cigarette and gave it toВ her. The Blonde took aВ couple ofВ puffs, her hands were shaking.

– My name is Oleg and I’m a police lab assistant, in a position of a seeker. We are in the laboratory now, my consciousness is embedded in your dead body. And I need to know what happened, how and under what circumstances you ended up in this car with these people. You see, we need to find them, so that they don’t harm anyone else.

The Blonde burst into tears: – Well, after all… Everything is real around… These people… How will my daughter be without me..?

– Sorry… Oleg breathed out: – Everything has already happened and without your help we won’t find these criminals.

– I’ll tell you everything, everything I remember… Just promise that you will find them. Promise, Oleg…

– I promise, Eletta. – he answered.

***

Oleg opened his eyes. There are the same white tile all around and the smell of medicines. He took off from his temples the suction cups with the wires, which led to the pale, lifeless body of the beautiful Blonde. He sighed and sat down on the couch, throwing his hairy crooked legs. He accidently took another look at the dead body, so slender…

– Well, what did you find out? – colleague Lex approached him.

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