About the book: year / Islands, this is a green paradise. Or hell. Here you can hide or go to hell. Find untold riches or an inglorious end. Become a judge, king and god in one person, or a powerless slave and food. It all depends on how many pistols, rifles, cannons, machine guns, and cartridges for them you have. It depends on whether they will cover your back or hit you in it. However, it’s like that everywhere. And it is not a fact that the streets of slums, the squares of capitals and the halls of palaces are a safer place than the green twilight of the island labyrinth. But for every animal, whether in skin or in an expensive suit, there is always its hunter.