— he asked, adjusting his glasses.
— She did, — Kirill Borisovich pointed at Shura.
The paramedic looked with surprise at the girl’s absurd attire, which contrasted sharply with the surroundings.
— Good job. You did everything correctly. If you had waited for us, we might not have made it in time. It’s a heavy drug, another half hour and the consequences could have been irreversible. As it is, she got off lightly. We’ll give her a shot now, and let her rest.
Kirill Borisovich slowly sank back onto the chair. He shifted his gaze from his daughter to the ragged girl. She stood there, clutching the empty jug, blinking. The paramedic, having filled out the paperwork, left. The master of the house sat, not taking his eyes off his daughter. His face, which minutes ago had been contorted with panic, now seemed a frozen mask.
The caregiver took a timid step forward, trying to justify herself:
— Kirill Borisovich, I didn’t mean any harm. The vials really were next to each other, and the light was dim… I was so scared.
The man slowly turned his head toward her. His gaze was so cold and empty that it was far more frightening than a shout.
— You’re dismissed, — he said in a hollow voice. — Leave. I want you out of here in five minutes.
The woman, sobbing, ran out of the nursery. Kirill Borisovich covered his face with his hands. Only now did a violent tremor begin to shake him—a delayed reaction to the horror he had experienced. The housekeeper gently touched Shura’s shoulder:
— Come on, child, come with me. You need to get out of those clothes, and you could use something to eat.
In the entryway, where the housekeeper was helping the guest remove her old clothes, Kirill Borisovich appeared. His phone was buzzing incessantly in his pocket. He glanced nervously at his watch.
— Galina Vasilyevna, listen to me carefully, — he said hurriedly. — I can’t miss today. I have a series of meetings that cannot be canceled. You’ll be in charge, but don’t worry. I’m keeping an eye on the house. I can see everything from my phone through the cameras.
He gave a short nod toward Shura:
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