Buy an apartment in the center of Odessa
Buy an apartment in the center of Odessa
Yurkovsky creaked open the entrance door. As often happens in the old real estate fund of Odessa, there was a pungent smell of urine in the entrance. After the brightly lit street lamps of the city center, the entrance seemed to be shrouded in complete darkness. Of course, there were no light bulbs on any floor. Yurkovsky's eyes became ears and memory. The agent's reflexes worked automatically; he only had to walk once, and he remembered the route with an accuracy of up to a centimeter. Six steps, four stairs, then a turn to the left... Yurkovsky moved with silent, confident steps. "Almost like in the basements of Iraq" - Yurkovsky thought, "and this is an apartment in the center of Odessa".
The office couldn't buy an apartment in the center of Odessa for each task, so they rented them. But such an apartment in a Khrushchevka was much safer for the task than a new building: there were no video cameras, entrances were always poorly lit, no security on the territory, no one asked extra questions. And then my boot stepped on something. Something soft. "Cigarette butt? No! The floor above is home to a stout woman with a small dog. Well, that's not as scary as a tripwire".
Having reached his floor, Yurkovsky, as always, climbed a few more stairs, looked around the landing above, and descended to his door. It was a heavy door, upholstered with burgundy leatherette with carriage ties. Round patterned copper nails on the door upholstery reflected the dim light passing through the dirty, cloudy glass in the span between the floors.
Despite the weak lighting, Yurkovsky's trained fingers quickly inserted the right key into the keyhole. A creak of the opening entrance door sounded from below; Yurkovsky froze and listened. The shuffling of slippers and quick, quiet sounds of small paws. "Maybe it's that very dog" - Yurkovsky thought and quickly slipped into the apartment in the center of Odessa. Locked the door, slid the bolt. "Now I need to send information, and then I'll deal with my boot"