Unexplained episodes from everyday life. Season 2. Episode 4. Eden. Part 4. There is no need to rush to the Paradise!

We changed our minds to go down further.

“Do you think are here dogs? So they are trained, because they don’t bark” – I asked.

“It looks like that” – answered the son.

“What or who are they keeping watching over?”

“Unclear”.

At one time we were very fond of going down to the sea in the evening, passing by the brightly lights of the Kabakum hotel.

But then began to feel not very comfortable there because of the almost complete absence of people and the rather large flocks of large stray dogs constantly encountered along the road.

So, we almost decided to move to “Paradise”…

“Rai” in Bulgarian means Paradise

At the end of the first month of the rent.

However, it turned out that we told about this offer to our friend from the migration bureau, Nikolay. He became very interested, because for him the payment of utilities was a problem and we laughed to tears when he told us that in winter he sleeps at night in the same shoes in which he comes from the street, because it is very cold, and the money to pay for the round-the-clock air conditioner does not have.

“How can you sleep with your boots on?” – I asked.

“Of course I wipe them with a rag and go to bed. Otherwise, you can freeze” – Nikolay answered.

It also turned out that, just in time, his good friend left for Sofia, a capital of Bulgaria, on that very day, giving the man the opportunity to use his car.

And a few hours after the conversation, our friend had already gone and looked at the offered apartments.

“Hello! The apartment is just great, warm and sunny. And the price is excellent. But there is a very big …
I would advise you to refuse the rent.
That’s what alerted me.
The first is the relationship between the owner and his wife. She is clearly afraid of him and rather it seems that she is in some kind of slavish dependence on him.
I looked up the papers and found that she was a tourist who had lived there for several months.
Then, it looks like he put her on a hook, making some dirt.
The second is that the hotel owner apparently has preferential rates for electricity and water. Why?
I have long spied the password from Diana, my chef, and decided to make inquiries about this person through her computer. So, access to information about him is closed.
And your stay there may not end well, but he also does not need to arouse suspicion. Go to the owner of “Paradise” and tell them that your plans have changed due to the arrival of relatives who have already rented an apartment for you.
This is my advice to you. “

The next day we decided to do so, but our way was as if blocked by the car of the funeral agency, which was parked near the “Diva” apartments on the way to the Paradise hotel.

We saw how the cargo corresponding to its purpose was taken out of the apartments and put into the car.

This sight shocked me and I told my son

“I’m not ready to move to that hotel by no means!”

In fact, this car seemed to have drawn some kind of invisible line, which we could not cross and we never reached the hotel.

And since then, we involuntarily began to pay attention to this noticeable car, and I must say, for some unknown reason, we regularly saw it in the vicinity – when we stood at a bus stop or went to the store. It began to seem to us more and more strange.

“It seems that some very old people live in “Diva”, but they don’t die every day” – my son and I were perplexed.

To be continued…

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