She was dead and lying in the snow—young, beautiful, like a flower that someone plucked and ruthlessly discarded… Olya was being buried—a graduating class student—all of the school. Whose conscience the murder of the girl is to be revealed to the owner of a private detective agency, Yulia Zemtsova, and her staff hired by Olya’s neighbor… But no evidence could be obtained in this case. Only suspicions… The girl had many lovers, and each of them could automatically be suspected of committing the crime… Was it that any of them drove her to the point where the man decided to take Olya’s life? Or do you need to forget about the love affairs and turn to an entirely different sphere?