Mila’s troubles began when she showed up at the magazine office where her childhood friend, Alik, worked. Out of the blue, in a fit of passion, he dragged her onto the balcony and kissed her. In that moment Mila saw a man in black tights with her own eyes. He fired at her twice, but missed. Alik noticed nothing—after all, the pistol had a silencer!
When she got home, in the stairwell Mila met Konstantin Glubokov, who introduced himself as a private detective. The brothers’ grandfather had invented a drug—an “invisibility”—sold someone the formula, and then the grandfather suffered a stroke. The client left him a contact phone number; the brothers used it to track down Mila and rented an apartment right above hers. The brothers know everything that’s going on in her life, but—just like Mila—they don’t understand what exactly and to whom she’s getting in the way. With the stubbornness of a maniac, Mila starts investigating—and comes to the conclusion that all men are… rotten scoundrels…