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Chapter XII

"The new heights"

Part 7

...At some point, the baby caught herself thinking that she already sees herself in a prison cell... 

Maybe she could have escaped to another country, but there was no guarantee that she would not be caught at the border..

In any case, it was already pointless to run and hide. She felt herself under surveillance by Fed secret services.

...Annie knocked on the door three times and, without waiting for an answer, resolutely went inside the office ... 

She expected to see emotionless men in black suits and sun glasses there(thanks to books and Tv series)... But to her surprise, the room seemed empty... 

-Hello... Anybody here?

- Good morninggg... - A familiar voice came from somewhere under the table ... - Sorry, I dropped my favorite pen ... And I can not find it... A middle-aged, bald man suddenly emerged from under the table ... And he was not at all like a federal agent...

- Oh, as I understand you're like Miss Swanson...

- Like Yes... You understand correctly, sir ... - Anna's voice trembled a little ... The baby was still nervous to control herself...

- Glad you came, Miss Swanson ... Although it is in your best interest .. Maybe a cup of coffee?

- No, Thank you, sir, better let's get to the point... Her modest turtleneck (the baby wanted to look as shy as she could today) was choking her ...Goosebumps attacked her back with new power ... But the phrase about  "best interests" really intrigued and gave her a little hope ... 

- Ok, ok ... Did you bring what I told you about?

- Sure, sir ... Her clawed tattoed paw gently put the folder on the lawyer's desk ...

- Very good, lady ... I also have something for you ... Mr. Nalbandyan sends you warm greetings from the Cote d'Azur ...

- Mr. Nalbandyan???

- Arthur Nalbandyan ...

- Oh! (Anna really didn't know the surname of her patron) ... How is he doing?

- He spends well in prison...

In just a moment Anna's heart broke off and fell somewhere in the area of her silicone ass... "Prison... Mommy, please forgive your silly girl..."

- Do not be alarmed, Miss Swanson, everything is fine with him ... Believe me, now a French jail is much safer for him than freedom...

...Anna did not understand anything, but the bald man spoke so cheerfully and confidently that she really wanted to believe him ...

- Miss Swanson, you need to sign some documents ...

- DDDocCcuments? Anna began to stutter and noticeably turned pale ...

- Miss Swanson stop worrying and let me still pour you some coffee...

- Better something stronger ...

- Hmm ... maybe whiskey?

- Better brandy...

- No problem, young lady ... As I remember, our mutual friend also prefers it...