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Chapter 17 — The Attack
Duke hung off his sell phone and resolutely moved towards the house, which during shadowing bored him until flashes in eyes. He passed the black entrance and risen by a ladder to the fourth floor. Looked back, listened and silently taken from the pocket the lock-pick. Now of whole a little bit habitual movements and he will get to the purpose!
Mason was sitting on the bed and passionately kissing Mary. Suddenly she got tense and move away.
"What's wrong? Mary?"
"Do you hear that?"
"What? I hear nothing. Come here."
"Don't, look! There is someone who wants to break in our front door!"
Mason left Mary in the bedroom and emerged to the living room. He suddenly heard the sound and instantly understood what it is. After directing Mary to go into "her" apartment, Mason crept to the kitchen. He took in his hand the heavy candlestick and hidden for the jamb.
And right on time! After a few seconds he heard the sound of the opening lock and saw that slanting shadow falling on the carpet. An unknown man stood still and then turned on the little lamp. The bright beam illuminated the furniture.
Mason understood that he doesn't have any time for waiting. He jumped on the robber and brought his hand over his head.
"Who sent you? Speak!"
The gangster was silent. Such reception he did not expect and now convulsively thought what he must do.
"Speak or I do--"
Mason made a move as if he wanted to hit him by his candlestick. The gangster understood that he doesn't have any more time.
"I do not know his name. Take off this thing, you can kill me!"
"Well, is that your claim that you don't know? Time is passing!"
"I know that he has the nickname "Doc". I am telling you the truth! I do not know his name."
"What for did he sent you here?"
"For papers. And a woman."
"What papers?" Mason was so puzzled, that he even lowered his hand, with the candlestick, a little bit. The gangster used this at once. He pushed Mason, jump up and run out.
Mason woke up on his legs, desperately coughing — the robber hit him directly in his throat. In the living room Mary rushed to Mason.
"Mason! What happened?!
Mason quickly locked the door with all locks and leant against it by his back.
"I do not know, who he was, but I know that I am very glad that I'm at home."
"He was a thief?"
Mason was silent and shaken his head.
"Mark?"
"Not exactly. Mark sent this guy for some papers. I do not understand what papers he means, do you?"
"Papers?" Mary look at him shocked. "Are you sure?"
"This is what the guy told me. I do not think that he lied in the situation. Do you understand about which papers he spoke?"
"I don't. Absolutely."
"Is Mark involved in the crime businesses?"
"I do not know. As I spoke early I thought that he communicates with crime persons. But I don't know anything about any papers."
"OK. It will wait. Lets us return to the bedroom and continue from the direct place where we stopped, when we were so rudely interrupted."
"How can you think about in such a moment?!"
"I can. I do not think about this idiot! Forget about him, think about me. About us!"
"OK," Mary smiled. "Though I do not share your positive opinion."
She has no time to continue. As Chip stat crying in the other room as fire siren started. And after a few seconds Samantha joined too.
Mason with suffering expression of his face looked at Mary. She laughed and went to the babies. In a couple of minutes and both babies calmed down as if after doing a magic.
Mary returned to the bedroom and sat beside Mason.
"You are just a sorceress," Mason amazed told her not specifying what he means.
"And you're too."
She wanted to tell him something more, but Mason's kiss taken the opportunity. And later the words appeared to be not necessary. For both lovers.
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