- Stop, bastard! - And he breathes already hot, he is hard to run, like a bedside table and a noticeable belly. - Stop, I'll let your guts out! - Well, yes, the most correct promise for someone you are chasing. There is again a back alley, and it seems dark, and the entrance to it is dark, the lanterns are far away. Just what I need. Come on, I need a break now, he will still have time to see how I turned there. Naddal struggled, rather threw himself into a turn than just turned. There is a large trash can, it is generally dark behind it, but it will be on guard against that shadow, so right to the wall, to the very corner, and drop the pistol from the armpit into the arm, the fuse.