Klim and Kirill are friends and accomplices. During their gangster youth, they stole expensive cars, killed thugs left and right, and divided the money. But they couldn’t share the love. The modest and homely Leah wedged itself into their friendship, and everything went awry: enemy shots became more accurate, enemy blows became stronger, and the relationship between the brothers cooled like coals in the ashes. And the corners of this love triangle turned out to be so sharp that even gangster children years later had a chance to get hurt on these corners...