My favorite mistake.

I open the front door and immediately become alert, the light is on in the kitchen, although I remember turning it off. Slowly I take a folding knife out of my bag and unfold it, mentally scolding myself for negligence. It was worth carrying a more impressive weapon with you. I hear heavy steps in the kitchen. It seems that the "guest" comes out to me in the corridor. Adrenaline is released into the bloodstream, the brain starts to work faster. Out of the corner of my eye I notice the hammer I left on the shelf yesterday, but there’s no time. I hide my hand with a knife behind my back and wait for the person to come out. - Alevtina, it's me, - the man comes out holding his hands at chest level, showing that he is unarmed. I exhale sharply. The body, stretched like a string, relaxes, and I even feel weak. - Why did you break in? I'm starting to get angry. It's unpleasant when your personal space is so violated. - I didn't mean to scare you. I just couldn't find you. You are unavailable for the second day. I remember that after talking with my mother I turned off the phone and threw it away. I wanted to change the number, but I haven't bought a new SIM card yet. - Sorry. I quickly kick off my shoes and go to the kitchen. The appearance of Boris testifies to only one thing - a new task is ready for me. This is very helpful, I always need money. - Want a tea? - No thanks. I do not have much time. We need to discuss the matter. I sit down on a chair and invite him to sit on the next one. Boris quickly sits down and takes out some papers from the folder. For a minute he goes over them, sighs wearily, and begins. - This is a big business, the risk increases, but you will get more money. Until recently, I didn't want you to do it, but there is no choice. You fit perfectly. We have been contacted with a fraud case, and a large firm has a suspicion that their partners are doing illegal business behind their backs, causing major damage. - What kind of firm? - I reach for the papers. - It doesn't matter now, - the man covers the folder with his hand. - Concentrate and listen. You need to get close to Anton Gordenko, to a greater extent he falls under suspicion. You will do everything so that he trusts you, lull your vigilance and find out all the information. Any kind of relationship can be established with him, be prepared. I open my mouth to protest as the man tosses a thick stack of bills onto the table. - This is a down payment, should cover all your expenses. We will list the advance payment later. If you are not ready, you can refuse right now. The blood hits the head. What I am offered to do is completely immoral, but I really need this money. They can serve as the basis for a calm and happy life. I am completely alone and there is no one to wait for help from. For a long time I want to retire, but material instability does not allow me to do this. And this assignment could be my last. - I agree! - maybe I won't have to sleep with someone. I'm still not a newbie in this business and I can do something. - Good. You will change your number, here's a new SIM. Tomorrow you'll go to Gordenko for an interview for the position of secretary. We have compiled a resume, please, become familiar with it, you have no right to split on it. How is your English? - Above the average. The man nods satisfactorily, he made me teach it six months ago for business. - Start learning French. Dress appropriately. Remember, he should have a DESIRE to get to know you better, but do not forget about the dress code, this is a serious company. All actions are performed strictly according to the instructions, no improvisation. Every evening I wait for a report, if you can't call, you write an SMS and the next day you will report for two days. You need to study these papers before tomorrow. Here is the address of the firm. - Boris gets up and buttons his jacket. - And yes, I recommend changing the apartment. - Okay, - I nod, but I'm not going to change the apartment, this is my own business. The door slams behind Boris, and I am left alone. I'm not lonely or scared, I'm used to it. I have been living in this apartment since I was eighteen, when I managed to move from the provinces to the capital. I practically had to escape from my hometown, since then I have not gone there even once, and there was no desire. It's late and my eyes are sticking together, and I still have a lot of work to do. I decide to have a quick snack and get down to business. I put slices of bacon on top of the pan, break the eggs, cover with a lid and sit down at the table. So, for a start it is worth reading everything. Anton Gordenko, twenty-seven years old, a leading specialist in a car buying and selling firm, the firm itself belongs to his father. In the media he has never been seen with a girl, he carefully hides his personal life. Twice a year he leaves the country, where it is also unknown. This is followed by a blank sheet, in the columns "hobbies", "personal address", "personal phone number", "unauthorized sales" are dashes. At the bottom, Boris wrote "fill in" in pencil. Not a lot and how to work with such information? Salt the eggs and add the cheese on top. It's time to read your resume. While I am looking for the right sheet, I mentally pray that there is nothing supernatural in it. Alevtina Grigorievna, 21 years old, graduated from economics, no work experience. Knowledge of languages English, French perfectly, Spanish beginner. Heck! So, quietly, nothing terrible has happened yet. I mentally order myself not to panic, although the leaf is already beginning to tremble treacherously in my hand. Special skills: diligence, resistance to stress, learning ability, etc. Then there are various certificates and certificates of completion of various seminars and courses. All right, I'll deal with them later. Dinner first. Food calms and relaxes completely, now I just want to sleep. With an incredible effort I force myself to tear myself from the chair and trudge into the only room that serves me as a bedroom and living room at the same time. It is worth preparing clothes in the evening. I definitely need to put on a skirt, I take out a dark gray straight-cut skirt that does not modestly hug the hips. Next, I take off my usual white shirt from the hanger, it will come off, in extreme cases I will unbutton a couple of buttons. So, we need stockings, the skirt is too long and no one will notice them, but I will feel more confident. I'll put on my only jacket on top, I still have no choice. Probably done, I wash my face quickly and jump into bed. Only when I turn off the light do I remember that I had not set the alarm, I curse and start looking. I took out my phone from under the bed, quickly turne on and set the alarm. Finally!