It all ended in an instant—the moment Victor Klenov was told that in a winter forest, on a ski track, his wife Renata and her friend Ira had been murdered. Living in the endless rhythm of his business life, kissing Renata at night and cheating on her with Ira—or with his secretary Tamara—how could Victor imagine that one day he would lose all that happiness? Or rather, that he would be stripped of it and sent to prison.
For what? Only for the fact that Renata once bought him a blue-and-white sweater—exactly the same one they had seen that day on the murderer. So it turns out Victor was clearly framed.
But who did it?
Victor understood that finding the killer was like identifying his main enemy. Yet the most terrible thing about this story is that he was indeed on that ski track that day…