Over the thirty years of her life, Marina had three men. One every ten years. Andrey, a childhood friend with whom they grew up together. Boris, the love of youth and the first man. Misha, honest, reliable and noble, is her husband. Perhaps if Marina had lived longer, she would have found someone else... But she died. A heavy cast-iron ashtray pierced her right into the temple. And the killer could be any of the three, Marina loved each of them with all her heart...