– Anya, I’m getting scared. I can’t reach my daughter.

My dear Sanya, Papa, I know that you were looking forward to the court releasing me this time. My dear, I call you, I call my daughter, and you don’t answer. After calling Anya with tears in my eyes, I call you again and again. My daughter’s phone went dead. You finally answered:

– My daughter left my phone on the kitchen table. Barely made it. She hasn’t been home for two hours. She couldn’t leave me for long. I feel something has happened.

– Sanya, our arrest was extended for two months today. Anya’s son was taken out of school and questioned, as if he and a friend had threatened Kostyuk. I’m afraid for my daughter, call the lawyer immediately, let him look for her.

«Wait, they’re coming in. Talk to your mother. What happened? Sanya turned to Vladimir, and they began to talk. My daughter began to calm me down, but I can hear fear in her voice.

«Mom, it’s okay.

– What’s wrong, daughter?»

– A police car drove up to the house. I went out and they asked me about my uncle. I told them that he couldn’t walk and asked them what they were asking him about. Police officers, a young man and a girl, began to talk to each other in the Tuvan language. The girl said that there was a dog at home, and she would not go into the house. Then she asked me who I was. I said your daughter. The employee asked me to get in the car, as it is cold outside. Unsuspecting, I got into the car. And they took me to the city police Department. On the way, I TEXTED your lawyer. In the office, the girl showed me the newspaper «Center of Asia». Mother, it says that two men and women who are involved in the murder of Pavlova have been detained. Give confessions. I told them it wasn’t true.

My daughter began to cry, and I understood what was going on in her mind and soul. All her ideas about the state and the truth were being destroyed. And she should live, Yes, live in this state. After the experience, it will be difficult for her to continue her studies at the law school.

– The male investigator asked me what you told me about this murder. Then the girl in Tuvan suggested to the man that he should scare me, say that they would lock me up in prison and inform the University. I couldn’t stand it and told them that they had no right and that I had informed the lawyer. Apparently, they thought that I don’t understand the Tuvan language. They let me go, and I met a lawyer on the first floor.

God, what my daughter went through! I will endure everything, I will survive, as long as my children and my relatives are not touched.

– My dear daughter, my beloved, I didn’t kill anyone. Please believe me, this is very important to me, all my strength of struggle is in your belief in my innocence. I love you very much. Everything will be fine. It’s very good that you wrote to the lawyer. Next time, don’t leave the house if someone pulls up, and call your lawyer. It’s good to have dick, don’t go out without him. Daughter, please put the lawyer on the phone.

I told Vladimir that Anya’s twelve-year-old son had been interrogated. She asked me to be in touch day and night.

These were incredibly brazen, illegal actions, it seemed that they were really sure that we were guilty, despite the lack of evidence of Kostyuk’s testimony. For the first time in all this time, I seriously wondered if someone might be behind her. Someone from the authorities. But for what?

Dinit? A weak, cowardly man. I hurt his manhood, his ambition. But what’s Cimiti? No, it’s not him, the possibilities are not the same.