...He leaned towards her, as if about to close the door, but instead he grabbed the chain and tightened it as tightly as possible. But even at that moment his fingers did not touch her neck. He didn't even think that the chain might break. It tore, but the girl was already dead by that time, and her bulging blue eyes rolled out of their sockets even more, looking helplessly at him... Mysterious murders and no less mysterious residents of the house above the antique store. Everyone has their own secrets, their own skeletons in the closet. Ruth Rendell's new psychological detective story "Rottweiler" - for the first time in Russian.