When meeting was over I went through police lines surrounded by my security people. We went to residence of a friend of mine, Oleg Ushkov, he lives nearby in tiny room at "kommunalka" (typical St. Petersburg huge apartment where half-a dozen of families live). We were rather happy, despite the fact that through the window we could hear police helicopters noise, as well as screams and rush of crowds. Radio "Ekho St. Petersburg" have reported that after protest was over police started beatings and arrests. Then we were told by Oleg's wife, that special police forces started search in building. That they are looking for me. Some half hour later police knocked on the door. We didn't responded. So police started to break the door. They shouted, "Edik, you are wise man, so open the door!" After consulting my friends and my security people I opened the door. I said, "I will open, please be cool."
They were. They didn't beat me, but kicked and punched my security people. It was not OMON but SOBR, special counter-terrorism forces, masked men armed with military assault weapons. They were reinforced by dozen of plain-clothes officers from 18th division of St. Petersburg's regional directorate in anti-organized crime. They took me first. They put me in police car, where I was seated waiting for something. I didn't asked for what. Then in due time I understood for whom I was obliged to wait. Man wearing black suit and black glasses arrived driving "Mercedes." He opened drivers' seat door in car where I was held. He said, "I am happy to meet you, Eduard Veniaminovich, I was awaiting this moment with impatience."
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Andrei Nikolayevich," said he. He added, "You have heard my family name, I am sure. I am Colonel Chernopyatov." He sounded theatrical.
"They call you the 'Torturer of St. Petersburg,'" said I.
"Yes, my enemies call me that," he said. He was terribly theatrical, as some high-ranking police officers often are.
That huge police operation was done only for small purpose of accusing me of administrative law-breaking (misdemeanor). I was accused of organizing unlawful demonstration, as well as resistance to police officers. Both law breakings were supposed to be punished by penalty or arrest up to 15 days. The very same evening judge decided to move my hearing to April 26, because hundreds of dissenters were filling all the court rooms. Policemen report didn't even mentioned that I was taken prisoner during police assault on Ushkov's apartment. Those reports totally false.
On April 18 and April 19 Moscow's City Court have banned National-Bolsheviks Party, as well as pronounced the party to be extremist organization. My wife Katya and my five month old son Bogdan were present in courtroom. I was told that I might be arrested after court verdict, but it didn't happen.
On April 23, one of State Duma deputies said to a friend of mine, "Tell Limonov that the state is deciding to liquidate him. He is going to be killed one of two ways: he will be arrested, sentenced and then killed in prison. Second way: he will be killed when free, his murder will be made to look like a vulgar crime."
State Duma deputy was happy with this sentence upon me. He wasn't sending me a message to save my life, he sended his message to scare me, to make me suffer before they kill me.
But I will continue my political work. It is my destiny.