At gatherings, former convict authorities shunned him because he was not sitting in prison. But communicating, watching the courage of the fighter, the training of youngsters, which he was engaged in, counting the money that the fighting business brought all over Russia, even the most inveterate and frostbitten were imbued with respect for him. Gosha Tverskoy became an authority without prison, soldering and sharpening.

In the ninety-fourth, an attempt was made on him and his family, he took the family to the south of Russia, bought a house from the Kotenko family, met Valya's parents, Valya and helped them move to Marino district in Moscow, but they did not lose the Levin and Kotenko family ties. While Egor's family lived as hermits, Valya's parents often visited them in the summer, Egor ordered to build a guest house for Valya's family, which was cooler in terms of amenities and decoration than their own. And he said that they could come to visit at any time. Valentina quickly became friends with Vova and her namesake Valentin, who was younger. When the family was safe, Egor returned to Moscow. With his army of guys, he dealt with everyone who tried to kill his family. A few years later, he had buildings in the center of Moscow, restaurants, hotels and markets in his hands. Had given his friend and brother Volodya the entire sports business and the management of schools, Egor and his faithful shadow Gypsy began to move away from the criminal business. Egor began to legalize objects, to formalize "clean" law firms, where Ivan Ivanovich Tsygankov was the founder. The time of wringing out and lawlessness was coming to an end and Egor quickly realized that the power of papers, legal documents is more important than the power of machine guns and bombs. Egor sent his army of loyal guys to study at the best economic schools in Europe. He and the Gypsy flew all over America and Asia, of course with his family. Returning after a year of traveling, Gosha Tverskoy got a breath of fresh breath, seeing the new world with his own eyes, he realized that the future is in development, growth, knowledge. Egor invested all the money he earned in franchises of enterprises. Foreigners, seeing that an era of development was coming in Russia, willingly negotiated with him. The guys who received training headed construction companies, restaurants, hotels and key management positions. The era of fighters is over – the era of brains has begun. Egor took loans for his companies from foreign banks, shopping centers grew like mushrooms. Every self-respecting brand tried to buy a place in the mall under construction in advance.

Egor bought a mansion on Rublevka, moved his family there, but did not remove the guard for old times' sake. A person from the nineties will never trust the calm of the noughties.

– Yes, Valentina, – Egor loved the Kotenko family, in the corrupt and rotten world of overindulged millionaires, this is the only family he respected, and which categorically refused to accept his financial assistance. – Why don't you come to visit, Vovka missed you, the little too.

– Egor Ivanovich, I need your help. My sister is in trouble. A bad man offended her, and now he's trying to throw money at her.

– Valya, are you all right, are you okay?

– Yes, I am okey, everything is fine.

– Now the Gypsy will arrive, give me the address.


Chapter 10

Nina walked to the subway, dragging her feet. The life left the bright, cheerful girl, as all the air left the balloon. During this night of waiting, Nina has matured by at least ten years. Now it was not a young, gentle, light ninth-grader who looked into your eyes, but a sophisticated, experienced, adult girl who was poisoned, betrayed, abandoned, and then, she almost lost her mother through her own fault. Nina remembered this lesson for the rest of her life, crying at night in the hospital over her mother. They say that children are cruel and selfish, it's true. The older they get, the more they appreciate and understand, the more often they pay attention to how their parents are aging, how valuable it is to be around, to feel like a child while the mother and father are alive. And the parents.... parents end their lives, they begin preparing for a long and painful exam "were you a good parent for your child". And they, sparing no effort: take them to mugs, check (hammer) with lessons, help to get a diploma, worry about work, worry about family life, help with the purchase of housing, nurse grandchildren and teach how to properly educate. And this exam for parents lasts a lifetime, because they stop living for themselves and thinking about themselves. There are exceptions. But you and I don't know such people, right? (The author sneakily giggles into the iPhone screen, the author knows such people and wholeheartedly feels sorry for these unhappy, angry, lonely people).