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Автор: Eduard Dia Dinikin
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not losing my mind control.

      Traveling before the revolution in Europe, Dolphinov met some Englishman. The nature of their relationship remains unknown. Some people suggest that they were more than just friends. But in fact it is known only that later the Englishman gave his son the name of his Russian friend – Kim.

      It was the second Kim who played a big role in our operation in Britain. Agent Berkovsky organized Cambridge five so that by the forty – seventh year Soviet intelligence received seventeen thousand pages of secret text belonging to the British uranium Committee the information that came previously from Los Alamos.

      This girl who came to kill me has no idea she’s just a link in the chain of a plan drawn up in KGB. She must give me a substance that will first cause deep sleep, then paralysis of the respiratory system. So it was explained to her. It is necessary to convince the British intelligence that the Soviets want to get rid of me. Clarisse thinks that after tasting her potions I will die. But the vial has been replaced. So really I just will go to sleep. Then the British, making sure in my fair play, will use me as their special agent with the top-level security clearance. My comrades made everything for I had all opportunities to prove myself in the service of British Empire…

      Oh, Yes. Yes! What a perfect bitch this girl!

      ***

      He lifted me up from my knees, spine me around and bend me forward over the table.

      Then he grabs my hips and, spreading my legs apart, enters me roughly. I moaned, feeling his strong pushes, and followed his rhythm. My God, I wanted it to last forever! Oh, no, my heart was not destroyed by Clark Delaunay. But I felt a bit pity that this exceptional man will die soon. He moved faster and faster, driving me crazy. Everything was fuzzy. a hot wave came roaring out of me, and the last thing I saw before our screams of pleasure filled the room was the book’s title “Experiments”.

      ***

      After all was finished he lit a cigarette. Its smell was tart and sweet as the smell of our sudden passion. I wished to continue our “experiments” but I couldn’t risk so I quietly took the vial from my clutch and put the poison in his cocktail. Clark took the glass from my hands, looking thoughtfully at me.

      “Well, you are fantastic girl, Clarisse, and it’s a pity that… However, okay. Later.” He smiled and drank his cocktail.

      “As you wish,” I smiled him back despite some sadness I felt at that moment. I drank my vine slowly. “It’s a pity that I must kill you”, that’s what I thought about.

      “Come in the other room,” he suggested and motioned me to follow him.

      We entered a luxurious bedroom with antique furniture. It was a little bit cool because of the open window. The large bed decorated with multi-colored pillows and purple blanket calls to forget about everything.

      “Here are more comfortable conditions for what we have done recently, don’t you think so?” Clark asked, touching my hair. And without waiting for my answer he suddenly went to the desk, on which something stood, covered with a thick cloth. He took it off, and I saw a cage, inside which an absolutely pirate parrot sat. He seemed to me very wise if so can be said about the birds.

      “How lovely,” I laughed. “What’s his name?” I remembered that I had to leave immediately after the “object” falls asleep.

      “Stanley,” he said a little hesitantly.

      “Can he talk?”

      “Yes, as far as I know.” Clark said more slowly than before.

      “Oh, God!” I exclaimed. “What is it? Another one?”

      “It is a crow, his name’s Livingstone, He came this morning.” he muttered and collapsed on the bed.

      This is exactly what the first stage was supposed to be. He simply falls asleep, and after twenty minutes he quietly goes to another world. However, I was not sure that quietly. There are may be some unpleasant moments related to death, such as blue in the face and death cries. I didn’t want to see his agony after all what happened between us. I looked at him last time, sighed and went out of the room. Sometimes I hate my job.

      ***

      I woke up hearing that someone opened the front door. I was a little bit shaken because of the “poison’s” effect but I quickly recovered. I took a gun out of the desk and hid behind the door, watching the corridor in the mirror hanging on the opposite wall.

      In the corridor appeared two men with weapons in their hands. I had no idea who they were. But I had no illusions about their intentions. The mirror gave me a good overview to control the situation. Quietly dropping to one knee, I sharply fell on the side and fired. The first shot I sent exactly in the neck of the nearest one, and the second was to get the brush of another, but I missed. They fell down almost in the same moment. Two dead men, no doubts.

      When I examined their bodies, the face of second one whom I wanted to leave alive seemed familiar to me. Ezra Dickinson, The member of the world’s largest criminal syndicate “Spectrum”. This top secret organization was engaged in all types of criminal activity. No one, neither the West, nor the East didn’t know who the leader of “Spectrum” was. Well, maybe I will find it out in my new life as an agent of Her Majesty…

      I got dressed, took the documents and went out the back door.

      – 2-

      Delaunay left the apartment over a minute ago. Two dead bodies lay on the floor. Two birds, a crow and a parrot, looked at each other. The parrot slapped a few times by the wings and said loudly: “Dr. Livingston, I presume?”

      “I‘ve known you’d say that phrase, Captain Stanley,” the crow answered.

      They unlocked the cells with their beaks and went out.

      “Okay, colleague ' the parrot said, “How was your adaptation?”

      “Well, even better than it could be. I immediately got into good conditions, lived with a Professor of Philosophy. He has given me a lot of new knowledge. And what about you?” Livingston asked.

      “I am tired. My mission went long. I bothered to listen to this sounds of awful human speech and only dreamed about normal civilized communication. Shortly speaking, I want to go home.”

      “‘""""""""""""""’, ” Livingston carefully proposed.

      “No, let’s use human language since we are here. Will you stay for a long time? In fact the crows are long – lived creatures.”

      “No, unfortunately. I have to complete my mission within a month.”

      “A month?! Unfortunatelly?!” Stanley was surprised.” I’ve been here twenty-eight years. I almost got eaten by some bastards. I could have died in a bombing in Berlin. They wanted to cross me with some Amazonian whore, and so on… And you will stay here only for a month. You don’t know how lucky you are!”

      “But I came here only to take the report,” as if apologizing, Livingston said. “Besides, your real rank now is equal to the rank of Lieutenant-General. I’m just, if you must know, a Lieutenant”

      “What do I get from this title here except a color coat of feathers?” Stanley flapped his wings indignantly. “When will I see my home – Kingdom Ptakh?!”

      “I was instructed to inform you that your mission will end in six months.”

      “Which ones?”

      “Biological, of course.”

      “I am afraid that there will be some force majeure circumstances again to extend my mission for an indefinite period” Stanley said wearily and then he shook his head: “Okay, let’s get sown to business,” he pulled a yellow feather out of his