In ten minutes he lifted his head up with eye-brows crossed. He took a cigarette, lighted it up and slowly drove on the road. He was thinking about Emily, the girl he met a year ago. Chris devided his life into two parts: before meeting Emily and after it. This was a light-heared person with deep-blue eyes, thin face traces and straight nose. Emily grown up in family of teachers, so she got a good education. She looked straight to the future, leaving all problems behind and never remembered them. Bad minds about what had been done cleared in her head just like a child cleares a pencil with an eraser.

But Emily always was a bad opinion about his work. Not even the work in total, but the ways Chris done it. He was a policeman. He used to be a state detective, but under circumstances that Chris dont like to say about, he reduced to simple policeman, who sits in the room and fills the blanks of interogations. Yet he stayed a detective in his soul and helped his friends to catch murderers, thiefs and other persons of the society's bottom. So Emily didn't like that Chris spent most of his time with that garbage, not with her. But this is Chris's job! This is the part of his life and he couldn't live without it. On the contrary he couldn't live without Emily too. Chris remembered her radiant smile, kind eyes and stuck in his minds. He had to go back and forge the relations with her! Emily, clever girl, would understand. She would forgive him and things would go just as usual.

With these positive minds Parkle turned his car to the nearest store, bought Emily's favourite chocolate candies and drove to her place.