Two people are killed—a young wife of a successful businessman and her guard. What is this—an warning to a lucky competitor, revenge for a fickle beauty, settling old scores? There are many theories, but none of them sit well with the modest local officer—Captain of the Militia Igor Doroshin, who has a personal interest in the investigation. At his own risk—and more likely following an unclear call of intuition—he works on his own version. After all, when it comes to human passions, you can’t trust even the most undeniable facts. Something seems obvious: the path of the bullet always lies between the one who shoots and the one who is shot. But that only seems so—there are far more people on its way…