“Evgeny Nikolayevich, something is being planned—I don’t know for sure what exactly, but… one thing I know: a dirty trick! I think you’re under development,” the clerk whispered to the prosecutor, leading him around the corner. Lately, it already seemed to Evgeny Nikolayevich that life was made up of a string of regrettable circumstances. Relations with management are falling apart. Without explanation, his wife leaves—turns out she’s soulless and cynical. His mother falls gravely ill. His cat— the only living creature left with him at home—dies in a ridiculous accident under the wheels of his own car. Trying to make sense of why all this is happening, he secretly conducts an investigation into the information that has come to him—and at the same time tries to sort out his personal life. And he wonders: isn’t life itself these regrettable circumstances? The answer is optimistic: circumstances come and go, and life goes on—and it is still beautiful.