Lately, despite all problems, life had been pleasing. People say that love works wonders—even if that love is flaring up in the Maldives, in the company of a beauty. Nothing, we’ll be patient, and Vladan Marich will finally understand that I’m his fate. But for now, maybe I should do some work? I became interested in a crime committed eleven years ago—because since recently I’m a detective, an assistant detective, or maybe a secretary… it doesn’t matter. In short, this is now my job. If Vladan is resting, then I can investigate the murder of Oleg Kirillov, recruiting as an assistant local officer Yegor Kruglikov. Vladlen will laugh out loud when he finds out everything… But even in a nightmare I couldn’t have dreamed what the story of discovering the body of a young man who had disappeared eleven years earlier—and up until now had been considered missing—would lead to…