Absurd—something like that simply can’t be… Viola Tarakanova came to confront a blackmailer, but… she killed her. At least, everything looks exactly that way. Here’s the old woman’s corpse right by Tarakanova’s feet, and the shot has just been fired, and the murder weapon is in her hand. But Viola didn’t shoot! And before this, she had never taken anyone’s life. There was nothing to blackmail her with!
So how did cosmetics, Viola’s favorite slippers, and her pajamas end up in the house of a businessman who had been killed recently—where she had never been until today? And who is Mr. X, who keeps calling her and claiming he knows everything about it? He seems to know a lot—as if he’s watching her every move. So what does he want?
To break her? To control her? To make her his puppet? Well, no—that’s not the one he picked on! Viola brings even such people to clean water!