Me, Viola Tarakanov, it is not so easy to wrap around your finger! However, dear friend Lena Makeeva managed to hang a kilogram of noodles on my ears : allegedly her husband, poor, greedy monster - and he beats her, and throws her out of the house, and almost threatens to deprive her of her life … Everything turned out to be full of lipstick! Except that Lena was really soon killed … Not the husband, really, but some maniac - along with the seller of the roadside store, where my friend ran for candy The criminal also left mysterious autographs on the body of the victims - papers with pentagons painted And to whom, I ask, are these messages addressed? Breaking my head over the riddle, I did not expect to face my nose to face... my angry ex-husband, Oleg Kuprin, who was assigned to conduct business!