Evgeny

— There are no fucking normal investigators... But we do have a psychologist! Are we in a mental hospital, should we go to a psychologist?!

Evgeny lamented, dissatisfied with the state of the department in Kurortny. "Maria. A young woman who had lived here since childhood and now worked as a psychologist at the Kurortny police department. Investigators have a tough job, a lot of stress, and to keep them from going crazy, you worked there. Bokov had mixed feelings about you. He seemed to be furious with your constant calm, but a strange feeling of worry for her lingered in his soul... Redhead, with pale, almost porcelain skin, petite... She fit the description of a maniac perfectly. So Zhenya would often stay late after work with you to walk you home, just in case..."

Today you sat there scribbling something in your notebook while he smoked by the window, looking thoughtfully into the distance.