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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

independent, which many hated. I shall write about that in my autobiographical
chronicle. All that became the reason for almost unanimous boycott of her which the
owners of Houses of Haute couture organized, mainly because her creative work
threatened them with enormous financial losses. The thing is that most designers of
"high" fashion are unable to create anything really new, but only copy what people
have already forgotten. They call that a collection "inspired" by the work of, for
example, Christian Dior, who, by the way, bought the sketches from a designer called
Erte, a talented Russian artist of an ancient Russian noble family, whose real name was
Roman Petrovich Tyrtov (Roman de Tirtoff). But this is a story of another day. By the
way, Svetlana wanted to write a book about the world of "high fashion" where she
would expound her view about it which is far from the glossy image that has been
created.

I also told the Inspector that Svetlana worked on books about the Cathars and real
Templars, the Great true past of our civilization, including France, and that her death
put an end to all that. At the end of the interrogation-conversation he asked my opinion
concerning the way Svetlana was murdered. I told him that I knew who killed Svetlana
and how, only I did not have proofs. The Inspector nevertheless, asked me to express
my version of the events which I did. I told him about the infrasonic weapon and
principles of its action. Oddly enough, he did not consider my words a fable or the
delirium of a madman, on the contrary, he listened to me very attentively and after we
finished he went to report the results to the Public prosecutor.
He was absent for approximately half an hour. When he returned he said that now
he would give me Svetlana’s passport and telephone and tomorrow morning, despite
City hall being closed because of the weekend, he would issue Svetlana’s death
certificate without which it was impossible to begin the preparations for her funeral.

Tomorrow they would remove all the seals from the Château and I could enter it.
Whereupon he said that despite all above said and the fact that they did not find any
traces that belonged to strange persons the investigation of Svetlana’s death continued,
which means only one thing–her death was not natural and thus he confirmed my
version of the events. He handed Svetlana’s passport and telephone to me and saw me
to the door. He also told me in English about an interesting fact: when I crossed the
French border, access to my web-site became denied! Isn’t it interesting? First, the
officer let me understand that he was familiar with the content of my web-site. Second,
he can fluently read English, because I still don’t have a French version of the site. And
third, somebody had blocked access to my web-site for the French.
I came back to the hotel, where Alexander expected me, and called Frederic to tell
her that I could meet Gerard Chartier at 6 p.m. who had been waiting for me since 2
p.m. We came when it was already dark, I apologized to Gerard once again for such a
delay, but he perfectly understood that the duration of the conversation-interrogation
did not depend on me. Gerard almost does not speak English; therefore Frederic
became an interpreter from English into French and vice versa. We were introduced,
although we knew a great deal about each other as Svetlana often told me about him.
Gerard said that I must re-draw and sign a lot of documents because Svetlana was
gone…
Svetlana was gone... My whole self refused to accept it, despite the fact that I saw

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