Meanwhile, if the rabbit is in store for the stifling darkness of the stomach, suffocation, after which it will molecularly decompose into fats, carbohydrates and feces, then the carefree female defendants in case No. 1-196, which was resolved by a verdict for the courier on 09.04.03 at the Malinovsky District Court of Odessa, faced a different, far from cheerful prospect. It is no secret that after the merciless exploitation of the sexual organs of the "hundred-meter women," they are destined in Israel for "dismantling for spare parts." Decently preserved other internal organs can be treacherously removed if a buyer turns up, possibly even without killing the donor in advance and without spending on anesthesia, and hastily sent to addresses - one gets a liver, say, to Brussels, another gets a still unworn little heart. The main thing is to meet the tight delivery deadlines: donor kidneys are suitable for transplantation no later than five hours after removal, and if you are late, you will have to feed them to the dogs.
The strict service of the operatives of the intelligence department of the Southern Border Direction has been marked by landmark episodes.
Episode one. On February 24, a citizen of Moldova, Anna Reu, was passing through the control point for the Odessa - Tel Aviv flight. Under the passport of a citizen of the Russian Federation, Elvira Lukova. The passport - with no traces of forgery.
Or episode two. On April 25, a citizen of Tiraspol, Alena Marchuk, was passing through control with a Ukrainian passport in the name of a resident of the city of Komsomolsk, Poltava region. She was intent on flying to the same Tel Aviv, alluring with its brothels and prostitutes. The passport is genuine, issued by the OVIR of the Poltava region.
How did they stop them? If three or four years ago a polite warrant officer in a green cap had to, by indirect signs, and more often solely thanks to a gloomy instinct, guess in a matter of seconds that the photograph encased in plastic had been skillfully re-glued, now his task is much trickier. After all, they cross the cordon respectably, with defiance. This gaudily dressed matryoshka waddles off to daddy in Haifa with a genuine passport, exuding the exquisite aromas of real "Anais," with an expensive toy in an embrace almost as tall as she is. Or a married couple is heading to Ashdod, cooing, with genuine passports bearing a marriage registration stamp, a four-year-old child entered for persuasiveness, and they even tucked a photo of a toddler into the passport cover, though it is unclear whose baby it is, maybe a neighbor's.
Solving border puzzles, as a rule, is preceded by thankless, rough operational work in cities, urban-type settlements, and at way stations, and at the finish - a brief probing conversation at the airport, taking into account the psychology and gender of the suspect.
A resident of Komsomolsk spins "without signs of agitation" a story about a father in a kibbutz who is divorced from her mother, but she does not know what a GOK is. And in her fictitious homeland, the entire settlement lives, somehow or other, on the GOK, a Mining and Ore Dressing Complex. Colonel Isaev, who studied Stirlitz's legend, would not have blundered: first, because he is Isaev, and second, a man pays attention to economic details, unlike girls. They might also ask, joking without pressure, why she is so impatient, probably a choleric, like all Leos. And she, in her simplicity and coyness, replies: "I'm a Cancer," which contradicts the date of birth in the passport. And, as the operatives say, the Cancer "swam."
How do those who wish to obtain passports with someone else's personal data go about it? They buy, of course, for money, deliberately lost passports of citizens with Jewish roots, and then wait in line at well-greased OVIRs. In the crosshairs of the Odessa border guards are the OVIRs of Krivoy Rog, Poltava, Kiev, and Zhitomir.
How much do passport hassles cost? For a resident of the same Komsomolsk, N. Mishchenko, passport services cost $2.800. Around March 2001, a person, "in respect of whom the materials have been separated into a separate proceeding," met with Mishchenko through a resident of Komsomolsk named Dmitry and promised to help him leave for Israel. At present, the Person himself cannot even temporarily leave Israel because he is on the wanted list. The border guards showed his photograph with a rather plump face.
Mishchenko handed the Person four photographs and a $1.500 advance. The passport hassles took a long year; for a year Mishchenko worried about the fate of the advance, and finally on April 10, 2002, the Person invited the client to Kiev. At McDonald's, a hired taxi driver met him and uttered the password: "I'm from Sveta." On the way to the safe apartment on Rusanovka, a certain Georgy Stetsenko got into the car, also a native of the notorious Komsomolsk, who had been living happily in Tel Aviv for eight years on Nahal Abasor Street. At Rusanovka they met the Person, a friendly lady Svetlana, a resident of Israel, and two girls - Oksana and Olga. The Person solemnly handed Mishchenko a foreign passport AT No. 417085 in the name of Yuri Nikolaevich Novikov, after which the client was taken aback. He weakly tried to protest, saying that was not the deal, but he felt sorry for the money and the year of waiting, so he agreed. Mishchenko was explained that without Jewish roots, entry to Israel was out of the question, and they offered him a bite to eat. Then Mishchenko-Novikov was to be thoroughly taken aback a second time. He was introduced to... his passport wife Olya Tarasevich, one of the girls, possibly a former Ivanova or some such. They studied each other's biographical data. According to the cover story invented by Svetlana, Novikov was to fly with his new wife supposedly to his cousin Zhora Stetsenko, so on that nervous day Novikov-Mishchenko also gained a brother. The "brother" courier received from the Person a fee of $300 for each head transported across the border, or anything else belonging to the headless girls; travel and daily allowances were not included.
Over the past year, Zhora Stetsenko crossed the state border nine times. The transnational criminal group led by the Person, which also included citizens of Russia (some of the passports were prepared there), earned around $5.000-6.000 per head or other interesting female organ.
At Ben-Gurion Airport, the "newlyweds" were again met by the ubiquitous Face, in respect of whom, I remind the forgetful, the materials have been separated into a separate proceeding. The young people were separated, Tarasevich was taken to Beibrak, and Novikov settled at Kibbutz-Galiet. Novikov found work as an orderly in a nursing home. A month later, he was detained by police for illegal employment. On August 6, he was deported, once again becoming Mishchenko. After serving time in the Odessa temporary detention center, the ex-orderly returned to Komsomolsk, to his real wife Larisa and his real two-year-old daughter Irinka. The court recognized him as a victim.
One can only sincerely sympathize with this man who has suffered so much. But what is newspaper sympathy to him... Now he is registered as a seller of wearable goods, and one can imagine what that is in a depressed little town.
In case No. 1-196 and other pending cases, girls from troubled families appear. They did not simply fall into the net; they persistently sought out that net.
The victim Anna Tkachenko completed eight grades in Chimishlia. Her mother, at age 43, took out a bank loan and left to earn money in Italy, leaving her father with three children. The father was nervous and beat Anna, and in September of that same year she left home and went to Chisinau. She worked with a friend at a nightclub. The bartender suggested the girls provide call-out services; they refused, lost their jobs and housing, and wandered for a long time. From random girls who were leaving for Turkey for prostitution, they learned that a certain Oksana in Kyiv helps arrange documents for leaving to Israel.
Only Anna made it to Kyiv; the underage friend with another person's birth certificate was put off at the border. In Kyiv, at an apartment in Rusanivka, Anna met the same Svetlana, an Israeli citizen, who had given Mishchenko her blessing to go abroad. Anna's passport was taken away and she was placed in the same apartment, where Alya from Moldova, Natasha from Chelyabinsk, 27, and Saida, 17, from Kryvyi Rih were already languishing, awaiting departure. The same defendant Dmitry suggested the girls undress, examined them, and filmed them naked with a video camera.
Before the flight, Anna was taken by taxi and provided with $950 to win the trust of inspectors. Upon arrival in Tel Aviv, she was told to return the money to the same courier, Zhora Stetsenko. At Ben-Gurion Airport, during passport control, Anna's nerves gave way, and unexpectedly for herself, wanting to end the suffering and humiliation, she admitted that the passport was issued under a different surname, but she did not give her real one. She was detained. Stetsenko showed up at the station and asked Anna not to mention her year of birth. It is clear why - Anna was a minor, and the courier could get a prison term. Anna was deported the same day on a return flight.
By that time, a specially created operational group was already working in Odessa, comprising two senior investigators from the investigation department for combating crimes committed by criminal groups, three officers from the international department of the Odessa Department for Combating Organized Crime, and two officers from the intelligence department of the border guard troops "Chernomorye". Twelve searches were carried out, eleven document seizures, four confrontations were organized, and thirty-two requests were sent. The safe houses were kept under surveillance, and telephone conversations were wiretapped.
It is striking that at the Rusanivka transit point, the facts of the latest arrests in Odessa or deportations from Israel were not hidden from the next candidates for "hundred-meter women," and this only spurred on the passportless ones, giving them resolve.
To avoid another failure, they were prepared even more carefully, almost like Isaev or Weiss; they were taken to Komsomolsk to study the legend, introduced to "relatives," and even supplied with address books containing the addresses of the defendant's friends.
It was necessary to cut the umbilical cord of this business. When the Odessa investigative group got closely involved with the Poltava OVIR, the passport chief went to the hospital with a heart attack.
The girls continued to hide quite deliberately, maintained secrecy and themselves hurried to move to a new rented apartment. They never lost confidence that in time the resourceful people would find a loophole in the OVIR of another region.
In Israel, they could earn 60 shekels per client, which is decent; Israel is a "sexually sufficient country"; up to 20 clients a day can be served, though the money will still be taken by the "madame". Sometimes with a hot iron. What were they counting on? On the mad love of a lustful client, for they believe in love in any situation? What is this? Pathology, feeble-mindedness, or extreme despair? All their conscious 14 or 15 years, the minors have lived in hopelessness. A month and a half have passed since the trial, and they are still hiding, and others are hiding them.
With regard to the courier Stetsenko, the court applied Articles 75, 76, paragraphs 2, 3, 4 of the Criminal Code of Ukraine, releasing him from punishment with probation for one year and six months. After spending nine months in detention, which, of course, was no picnic, he was released from custody and is now obliged to report to the police for a year and a half to confirm his whereabouts. After a year and a half, he will be able to return to Israel, which causes the border guards acute annoyance. Of course, the courier is not the main defendant, but he is a fully conscious accomplice.
"Write," they asked me in the intelligence department of the border troops, "for you, too, perhaps, have children. This is the limit!" This truly is the limit for a state when they begin to sell off for parts the last things - minors, land.
The result of the group's work was an indisputable fact: they were discouraged from the Odessa airport. They no longer approach Israeli flights, but they will undoubtedly be seeking out roundabout routes and compliant OVIRs. What is the way out? A logical lancing of the abscess would be to transfer the functions of processing and issuing foreign passports to servicemen in green caps. After all, the border begins there.
P.S. The names and surnames of the people involved have been changed.