"If we weren't needed, we wouldn't be talking," Pasha smiled too. "Right?"
Akim shook his head slightly and looked down.
- Yes, you can’t fool me, Colonel.
He slowly and carefully, as if afraid of damaging it, took a map folded in four out of his inside pocket and handed it to Gronin.
"Tomorrow at eleven o'clock, a helicopter will be waiting for your envoy at the coordinates marked here. They'll return him either to the same place, or as agreed upon."
Pasha couldn't discern anything he was interested in from the old man's expression or eyes, and he was interested in many things. He'd have to ask him outright.
– Could the messenger be in any danger?
The question was naive, and Pasha knew it, but he was interested in the form and tone of the answer, as well as any changes in Akim's fa
