Oh, my kindness won’t lead to anything good!.. But criminals seem to flock to me like a magnet. And this time, it was enough to talk with an unfamiliar girl, and within minutes her car—along with its owner—blew up into the air! Before dying, Polina Leonova managed to tell me that her paralyzed sister is at home waiting. Of course I rushed to Polina’s house, but the door was open and the apartment was empty. Then the phone rang. An unknown caller—clearly mistaking me for Leonova—told me that Nastya had been kidnapped, and that in exchange for her life I had to return what I had taken. How could I, Viola Tarakanova, just abandon that poor orphan? Well, now I’ve gotten myself into quite a mess!