The envelope was the most ordinary, pale blue. Her name is written in block letters. There is no return address, which makes the letter seem bare. Yulia turned the envelope over in her hands, tore it open, pulled out a sheet of paper folded in four, and unfolded it. “For the money left by the deceased, you can buy many useful things, including a young lover.” Black block letters, the same as on the envelope. Julia sank into a chair right in the hallway, took a deep breath, trying to calm down her wildly pounding heart. She learned to live without Zhenya with difficulty, and now someone is accusing her of murdering her husband? But things are different for her and Alex... Why does she feel so bad after their honeymoon in Mexico? Is it all due to the bite of an exotic beetle or... does someone want to send her after her first husband?