I sat forward, since the place where Motorola used to sit is now empty. Finding the necessary tool for Voxi really wasn't a problem. - Where's your driver hiding? - On the central blockpost! We were there a minute later. - Hey, claps! - he addressed the crazy fighters with a command tone. - Come on, let's get this guy to smell it. Taxi driver Sanek nodded gratefully. - Are you going to Nikolaevka with me? - Of course, I say, I'm going.