Slovenian Alps. In anticipation of a wonderful holiday in a cozy mountain hotel, the noble English Robinson family, and with them the famous American writer, finally emerged from the cable car into the fresh air. Everyone except Mrs. Robinson... Her lifeless body remained lying in an empty booth in an unnatural position. The day before, the woman complained of feeling unwell. But those close to her took this for another whim of the absurd madam. Mrs. Robinson was in despair, a serious conflict was brewing... And now she is dead. The death would have passed for an accident if it were not for a bottle of liquor with traces of a strange powder from which the deceased drank... An English student, Adam Carlsen, who accidentally ended up at the hotel, already has experience in investigating crimes. And he undertakes to find out the cause of the mysterious tragedy... A novel in the best traditions of the classic detective story with a fair amount of black humor. A mysterious crime, a narrow circle of suspects, an insightful detective, an unpredictable psychological outcome... And all this against the backdrop of the tranquil beauty of a high-mountainous Alpine resort. “How yearned I am.” according to a good detective. Sedate, sophisticated, imbued with the noir romance of secrets. This novel is a deep tribute to the classics of the genre. Everything about it is “English”, starting from the name itself. Don't forget to pour yourself a mug of tea before you start reading." – Henry Cyril, bestselling author of The Screenplay. “80 Cigarettes”, etc. “The book is written so interestingly and truthfully that you literally feel like you are a participant in the events. You walk with the heroes around the picturesque city, listen to their conversations, look with bated breath at the snow-white peaks of the Alps... And at the most dangerous moment, you seem to feel the breath of a killer behind your back, not daring to turn around...” - Nikolai Prokofiev, book editor