Revenge – served cold - стр. 33

" Can I get you anything? " quietly asked Andrew .

" No, thank you, he shook his head."

The gathering became very lively, and they were cheerfully discussing something. The guys coped perfectly well, neutralized Mila, left to guard the bottles, and did not interfere with them.

" Rina, do you remember that we're leaving today? " Andrew suddenly inquired.

" Of course, " frankly speaking, I forgot about it. And I didn't take my suitcase with me, as I had planned.

" Everyone is starting to disperse. Call the cleaning lady and go to pack. Meet me at Domodedovo at 8:30. There's an 8:00 p.m. flight."

" All right."

I can't believe he's really taking me on this trip. For the first time in a long time, I had a wonderful sense of anticipation.

Domodedovo met … as always! To understand where in this anthill is what? – you have to work here!

A married couple rushed past me, almost knocking me off my feet, rattling my suitcases. They ran in the crowd like flies in butter and scattered in different directions, then met again at the same place. And the man said something bright and emotional. But they ended up going in the direction the woman was running.

I grinned and, clutching my small suitcase tighter, went in search of any of the airport staff.

Inside, the airport was a nominal post-bombing market. They sold everything from food and newspapers, which was reasonable, to various appliances, which was surprising.

And here's the best part, if you ask a vendor anything, he doesn't know anything. Not even where the nearest toilet is! Before asking him, you need to buy something to jog his memory, so to speak. Unfortunately, the prices in Domodedovo were as if only millionaires used the airport's services. But the airport staff could not be seen at a glance. Probably, they shyly dissolved among travelers hoping to join the group flying, say, to Kanye.

I had to get to the VIP lounge. That's where Andrew was waiting for me, holding my ticket, salary and work book.

The phone call came at the moment when I noticed the local guard and was about to catch up with him. I pulled out my phone and answered it without looking:

" I forgot to tell you exactly which hall I'll be waiting for you in."

I blinked, realizing belatedly that I had answered Andrew 's call. I should still look at the phone before answering in a disgruntled tone.

" Isn't he alone? " I was sincerely surprised.

VIP lounges are usually used either by business class passengers or participants of any programs, from the category – "fly a hundred times super economy class and get one VIP lounge dinner".