The rejuvenating apple was stolen. And the circle of suspects is constantly expanding. Konstantin Igolkin will have to conduct the investigation himself, because he does not trust anyone, neither the order, nor the bureau, nor even his loved ones. Excerpt: - Why don’t you pick up the phone? Now we have to call you through a personal portal. “The girl frowned, and her voice was stern and scolding. “Oh, it’s you...” Kostya sighed tiredly. - Actually, I don’t have time and I have things to do. What do you want, Varvara? - I also have things to do... urgent. And yours will wait. — Mine are always waiting, if this concerns you... Let's reduce our communication to a minimum? Get straight to the point,” he ran his hand over his face irritably. “And you won’t invite me?” - her question sounded demanding. - You know, there is no desire. - Then maybe I’ll order my people to storm your club today? — it sounded like a threat. Kostya clenched his jaw, clenched his palms into fists, then he again ran his palm over his face and said: “Okay, come in.” You should say: “Welcome.”