Hour of the Wolf – Andrey Dyshev – Eksmo – 2026 – ISBN 978-5-04-250254-5
Hour of the Wolf
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Sudak in 1995 isn't just a backdrop. It's dusty streets smelling of chebureki and the sea. A sun-drenched embankment. The cries of seagulls over the beach. The tart taste of Crimean Madeira in the heat. This book will transport the reader back to that summer when Crimea was wild and romantic.
It's two o'clock in the afternoon. A Lada hits a woman at a crosswalk near a movie theater. The driver, actress Inga, panics and accelerates and flees the scene. The bumper is left dented and stained with blood. The body is taken to the morgue. The police begin combing the city.
But there's one detail that changes everything. A second before the impact, Inga saw a man in a red T-shirt standing right behind the victim. She thought he pushed the woman under the car's wheels.
Inga begs private detective Kirill Vatsura for help. He hides the car in the woods. He douses the bumper with gasoline and wipes away the blood. He understands: he's no longer just a witness. He's an accomplice. If the man in the red shirt exists, it's murder. But if he's not found, prison awaits Inga and Kirill.
The police cordon is tightening. The car with the evidence must be returned to the driving school in an hour. And Kirill understands: there are no coincidences. Someone is settling scores. Someone is hunting. And the victim may not only be a frightened actress.
Sometimes more terrible than the crime itself is the moment you decide to cover it up.
It's two o'clock in the afternoon. A Lada hits a woman at a crosswalk near a movie theater. The driver, actress Inga, panics and accelerates and flees the scene. The bumper is left dented and stained with blood. The body is taken to the morgue. The police begin combing the city.
But there's one detail that changes everything. A second before the impact, Inga saw a man in a red T-shirt standing right behind the victim. She thought he pushed the woman under the car's wheels.
Inga begs private detective Kirill Vatsura for help. He hides the car in the woods. He douses the bumper with gasoline and wipes away the blood. He understands: he's no longer just a witness. He's an accomplice. If the man in the red shirt exists, it's murder. But if he's not found, prison awaits Inga and Kirill.
The police cordon is tightening. The car with the evidence must be returned to the driving school in an hour. And Kirill understands: there are no coincidences. Someone is settling scores. Someone is hunting. And the victim may not only be a frightened actress.
Sometimes more terrible than the crime itself is the moment you decide to cover it up.
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