We had to decide what to do next. Did I come here in vain? It can not be, she told me how to spell. Can not be! I sat on the bench and almost cried. It was a small square with a fountain and colorful flower beds. I thought of Valera, it is necessary to visit him in the hospital. Suddenly, I felt hungry, and saw across the street a little cafe with outdoor terrace, got up and went back. After studying the menu, I ordered a meal and began absent-mindedly consider pedestrians. People scurried about their business ... I suddenly pick up. In the brain lights up red alarm. Directly across from where I was sitting, twenty meters away from me, standing "Ford" with tinted windows. I do not know why, but I did not like it a lot, even though I told myself not to succumb to anxiety and not to raise panic from scratch. "It's just somebody's car, - I said to myself. - Her landlord moved about their business. Soon he will come and leave the car. This is nonsense, - I repeated, biting his lips, - utter nonsense. " They brought food, and I began to absorb it, not taking his eyes from the "Ford". For some reason I thought that someone there watching me. And it is highly unnerving - a couple of times I dropped the fork and asked the waitress to replace the cutlery. "Son of a bitch! - I thought. - You do not scare me! Even if you are there alone. I will not shake in the jim-jams! In such attacked! .. "I tried to calm herself, but help is bad. The car was about a number of shops, and if the owner of the car went there, he was soon to appear. I ate quickly, and no matter how trying to distract my mind kept returning to this machine. I ordered coffee, but about "Ford" so no one came. After paying, I got up and walked stiffly down the sidewalk. For some reason I think that now there will hear machine gun fire and I fall on the asphalt, struck by it. Involuntarily I quickened her pace, and the car slowly moved off. I panicked. "What if there is a platoon of lads with guns ?!" My heart was pounding harder and harder. Glancing around, I saw the left arch and dived there. For a while I ran my best - in the courtyards and lanes, and when turned, it was empty. No car, no pursuers. I was alone and stood in front of the three-story bright yellow house.
The Authenticity of the Book of Jonah
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