It’s not very pleasant to find a corpse in the trunk of your own car. Then again, this kind of surprise won’t really surprise Olga Ryazantseva. Ever since she started searching for a missing girl, corpses have been turning up for her with depressing monotony. One time there were even three at once—neatly poured into concrete. In the end, she figured out who in the city likes games with a sadistic twist. But there are no direct clues. So the only way is to obtain them at any cost. And Olga goes to a suspicious place where, she was told, someone unknown arranged to meet her…