“You know, not only one of us has secrets.” Mireya crossed her arms.

“Well. But since we are in the same boat, maybe it’s worth starting to share them?”

“You lied to me.”

“Sorry?”

Mireya looked at him silently for a few seconds. “I didn’t want to betray Dennis. But he said you are her ex-boyfriend. That’s where you got the keys to her apartment. By the way, I found a pair of men’s T-shirts and jeans in her dressing room – your size.”

“Did you find the second toothbrush in her bathroom?”

“Tom?”

Tom exhaled loudly. “Okay, damn it. Yes, I was her boyfriend.”

“Why you didn’t tell me?”

“Because it could give me a motive for her murder. We quarrelled before she left Las Vegas’ and the quarrel was about money.”

“What you…?”

Tom raised his hand, not letting Mireya finish her question. “We made bets. She worked in a Casino Hotel, and we had a kind of business in it. I understand the programming of gaming machines, so we often cheated. I also worked there for a while as a so-called psychic, but then I gave it up to work with her. The profit was not big, but it was enough. We decided to save money to start a new life in another country. The day before she left, I noticed that the money was gone – we kept them in a case. Leandra said she needed go to Los Angeles to save someone and she needed money for that. I didn’t believe her. I decided she just betrayed me. Nothing terrible happened – I just called her a bitch and walked away, slamming the door. I did not go to Los Angeles for her… I can’t just buy a plane ticket, in short… That’s the whole story.”

Mireya smiled slightly at him. “Thank you for this truth, Tom.”

Not saying a word, Tom pressed the gas again, and under the first rays of the Sun they continued their way together…

***

“What are you distracted by?” Mireya asked Leandra, standing in front of the refrigerators with drinks in the supermarket of Los Angeles.

Leandra was fascinated by her mobile phone, but was distracted by hearing the words of her friend. “Don’t worry… Do you want something with caffeine?”

“Leandra?” Mireya noticed the cold in her eyes.

“It’s all right. There’s just a guy who’s going to get me.” Leandra lied.

“A guy?” Mireya took a bottle of energy from the refrigerator. “Who is he, blondie?”

“Just… someone.” Leandra waved and looked at the rack with the chips.

When they left the supermarket and already got into Mireya’s car, Leandra said she forgot to buy wet wipes and dry shampoo, so she headed back, leaving her cell phone. She was not a few minutes, but it kept on compulsively ringing. In the end, Mireya could not stand it and answered the call.

“Leandra?” A man’s voice said.

“No, this is her friend.” Mireya answered him. “Who am I talking to right now?”

“Where is she?”

Mireya realized that the voice was partly not male – it was computer. “She went out. Can I help you?”

“Tell her that she does not have as much time as she thinks. And they will be here soon. She will understand what I meant. Bye, Snow White.”

The call was ended.

“Snow White?” Mireya chuckled. “What the…?”

“Hey?” Leandra got in the car, holding the bag with new purchases. “Did you just answer my call?”

“Sorry, but it put pressure on my brains.” Mireya repeated what the caller told her.

“Wow.” Leandra laughed after her words. “Okay, thank you for the information.” She took her phone back.

“And what does all of this mean?”

“Mireya, sweetheart, you don’t need to think about it – you need a good night’s sleep, right?”

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