—How’s it going?» — Draken gets behind the wheel and looks at the very annoyed partner next to him, who even blushed with anger.
— I’ll kill you! Bitch! — Beats his knees with his fists and growls with anger. — We need to run through his number and name, find out everything about him. It seems like this girl is his client, and he’s dealing drugs. Fuck knows, he didn’t answer clearly. God, take me home to wash off this horror. I’ll be able to meet him in a week and find out more.
— We’ll break through. As I learned from the dolls, this girl used to also dance on a pole and ride an order, but then she changed dramatically, became nervous and left. They told her to contact her friends at this address. — Draken hands a piece of paper with a girl’s handwriting to Manjiro and drives out on the night highway.
— And I thought you were just fucking there… ha…
— We’re partners and we have to do everything together. Relax, bro, you need to have a good rest today. And you need to gain strength for the next meeting with this dealer.
Mikey lays his head on the car window and closes his eyes, relaxing to the sound of the engine and wheels.

by the knees in the mud. (

par les genoux dans la boue)

It was quite difficult to fall asleep with thoughts about this incident. The idea that the investigation would have to be postponed for at least a week until the circumstances were fully clarified did not fit into my head. It was even more maddening to think that the more time is wasted on nothing, the greater the chance that the crime will repeat, that this is not just a killer, but a real maniac.