- Will you go? Lisa looked at me sadly.

- Yes. Try not to worry and relax. Just close behind me.

Picking up the bag, kissed the girl goodbye and left the room.

***

The streets of the city were lifeless. Beam and I are almost the only passers-by. You can't even see the patrols... The houses are standing, crooked and tired. The sun did not have time to flare up as it should, and around us there was a cool twilight. Everything is painted in soft blue. Frost is visible in places.

“Everything didn’t go according to plan,” Beam began, dragging on his pipe. “The Recognized didn't go that far before.

“They knew about you,” remembering, he suppressed a yawn with difficulty. - Apparently, the Heroes decided to take on the atamans.

- Let them take it. You can’t get to the barons, and if they are alive, then there will always be atamans, - the man waved his hand casually. - In any case, we are not rebels. Our interest is in money, not in the killed "heroes". Let them search, sniff. Let's get by w