Husband left on a business trip, and wife decided to repot flowers. What she found in the pot made her hair stand on end…

Speak, don’t keep me in suspense. What happened?» Paula took a deep breath and gathered her courage. «Today, when I was repotting the flowers,» she began, and her voice trembled.

«Flowers?» — the fortune teller didn’t understand. «Yes, the flowers that Natalie gave me, my university friend. Anyway, when I was repotting one of them, I found… a camera.

Hidden. Vanessa. It was hidden in the pot.»

Vanessa’s eyes widened in surprise. «A camera? In your house? How is that possible? You hardly have guests. Where could it come from?» Paula shook her head.

«I don’t know. I’m in shock myself. And I don’t understand who could have done this and why.»

«Are you sure it’s a camera?» — asked Vanessa again. «Maybe you mistook it for something else? A dummy or something needed for the plant?» «No, Vanessa, I didn’t mistake it,» replied Paula firmly. «I saw the lens and a tiny light on the body with my own eyes.

It’s a miniature video camera. We used similar ones in the hospital too. Well, with patients’ consent, of course.»

Vanessa pressed her hands to her chest. «My God! What a story. By the way, have you told anyone about our meetings?» «No, of course not,» exclaimed Paula.

«Do you think I’m that stupid? No one knows that you help me with patients. It’s our secret.» Vanessa calmed down a bit.

«So, what’s the circle of suspects? By the way, what about your friend? Maybe she knows something?» Paula shook her head. «No, I called her. She swears she didn’t know anything.»

«Then who?» Paula looked at the fortune teller in despair. «I don’t know, Vanessa. I’m completely confused.»

«Wait,» suddenly said the fortune teller, frowning, — «what about your husband? And his mother?» Paula looked surprised. «Anthony? Mother-in-law? What are you talking about? Why would they spy on me?» Vanessa shrugged. «Paula, don’t be so categorical.

You know, I communicate with different people,» — after all, a fortune teller, — «and you hear all sorts of things. For example, one of my clients told me that her mother-in-law installed wiretaps to control the family. Can you imagine? And another client’s husband slipped a bug into her bag to track her movements around the city.

And you say…» Paula shook her head doubtfully. «No, it can’t be. What nonsense.

Anthony loves me. And his mom treats me well too. Why such complications? Camera, surveillance.

Some spy movie.» «I don’t know, Paula,» replied Vanessa. — «But I think we need to consider all options.»

«Well, maybe your relatives are hiding something.» Paula thought. She had never suspected Anthony and his mom of anything like that.

But on the other hand, lately their relationship had indeed become strained. Her husband was constantly disappearing at work, and his mother constantly criticized her for spending little time with the family. «Well, maybe there’s something to it,» whispered Paula.

«I really might miss something, not notice.» «Paula, be careful. Don’t trust anyone.

Especially those closest to you. Even me, it turns out.» At that moment, Paula remembered something else that was bothering her.

«Vanessa, I wanted to tell you about a dream. It’s been dreaming for the second week. The same dream, you understand? And the most annoying thing is that I, as a doctor, can’t decipher it.

What does it mean, what is it connected to?» «And what dream is it?» — asked the fortune teller. «I see a car falling off a bridge into a river,» replied Paula. «The car is unfamiliar, dark.

But the license plate… I see the plate in the dream, but I can’t remember it. And then I smell apples and vanilla.» Vanessa frowned.

«That’s interesting. And what could it mean?» — asked Paula. «Apples are always associated with the past.

But it doesn’t always relate directly to you. And vanilla — comfort, warmth, home hearth. And what could it mean in my dream?» — Paula couldn’t hold back.

«I think it’s connected to past events. Something that has already happened,» replied Vanessa. «A car falling into the river.

It’s some losses, crash of hopes. But note, all this may not be related directly to you, understand?» «Do you think it’s connected to the camera?» — asked Paula. «Quite possible.

Maybe someone wants to revive some old event to harm.» «Interesting.» «Ah, too bad I can’t remember the car plate,» exclaimed Paula.

«It always seems to slip away. I wake up in the middle of the night, and the numbers spin in my head like in a kaleidoscope.» «Well, maybe let’s try to remember together?» — suggested Vanessa and lightly touched her hand.

«Sorry, but now I’ll be the doctor, okay? Come on, close your eyes and relax. Imagine this dream again. What do you see? What do you feel?» Paula closed her eyes and tried to recall the dream.

Before her mental gaze appeared a turbulent river and a bridge from which a car is falling. «Dark sedan,» she whispered. «And the plate? I can’t make it out, it’s all blurred.»

«Try to focus on the color,» said Vanessa. «Dark? What exactly? Black? Blue? Green?» «More like dark blue,» replied Paula, not opening her eyes. «Almost black, but with a blue tint.»

«Good. Now let’s look at the first letter of the plate. What comes to mind?» Paula was silent, trying to concentrate.

«A? No, not A. K? More like K.» «K?», — asked Vanessa. «Good.

Let’s go further. Don’t rush. Just relax and wait until it appears in your mind.»

After a long pause, Paula whispered. «M.» «So, KM,» — summed up the fortune teller, holding Paula’s hand in hers.

«Good. Now numbers. What do you see?» Paula was silent for a few more minutes.

«Six. No, eight. The second digit is eight.»

«KM8,» said Vanessa. «What next?» «Eight. No, now six,» replied Paula.

«Six. KM86,» repeated Vanessa. «Okay, two more.

Let’s try.» Paula was silent, concentrating with all her might. And suddenly, opening her eyes, she exclaimed.

«Got it, Vanessa! You’re a real wizard! Three-two!» «Are you sure?» «Absolutely. I remembered everything.» Vanessa took a napkin from the table and quickly wrote the number on it.

«Good. I’ll try to find out what car it is and who owns it.» «And how will you do that?» — asked Paula in surprise…