About the book: year / I heard such a knock somewhere recently. The sound of the wheels of the train in which I was traveling to this godforsaken city, where I was sent as a young and progressive specialist to help the guys from the branch. I had heard such a sound before. But now it’s not the wheels that are knocking, it’s the knocking of my crazy heart. It is so loud because, a second ago, when I entered the meeting room, among my other new colleagues, I recognized a familiar voice. This was said by a man whose face was not visible from under the hood of his black jacket pulled over his eyes. He was not visible, but I recognized him. Last summer. We ran into each other by chance last summer. At my friends' dacha. A guy who is gifted, talented and unprincipled. I didn't like him right away. Also because I couldn't stop looking at him. I thought... I thought he wouldn't notice... There is obscene language in the book.