Olga, as in the old joke, returned from work at the wrong time and found an oil painting in her bedroom: her husband Victor was shyly hiding behind the curtain, and his fat and ugly mistress Valya was peeking out from under the blanket. Olga found out later: her name is Valentina, and then everything she had at hand flew towards the happy lovers - slippers, a pillow and even a lamp. Having let her husband and his passion down the stairs, Olga dreamed of never seeing an unfaithful husband, much less a homewrecker, in her life. She didn’t even suspect: in a couple of days she would be charged, first for the brutal beating of Victor, and then... for the murder of Valentina. Moreover, Olga did neither of these things...