"My regards honored Kasim!" Irenji-Neamat said when he entered the office of the chief of Kazan police. "I'm about one black-haired miss. Let's let her go, okay?"197Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsctsfPYRHp
"Are you talking about Irene? She behaves well, let her sit on," wearily answered Kasim looking through the petition letters. "Trust me, it's better if everyone forgets about her."197Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFQhvg7dQMv
"With all due respect, imagine that you are sitting in cell, you don't know when they will let you out and if they will let you out at all."197Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoxdKAB71Ek
"I have such a position, if I fall, they won't leave me alive," Kasim grinned.
"Do you know what? Take her, just promise me that you will get out of our khanate far away," Kasim suddenly changed his mind. "If accidentally they find out in Istanbul that she is 'resting' here with me ... Give my respects to your father, I am indebted to him."
Ulu escorted Irene to the chamber. Disheveled Irene, with a shock of greasy long ago unwashed hair, without saying a word were looking at the floor.
"Well, miss Irene," Kasim got up from the table and walked in front of her. "Won't you do that again?"197Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBDEZTl7sLf
Irene nodded her head vigorously in agreement.
Kasim waved his hand, "You can go free."
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