Shadows over Yalta
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Shadows over Yalta
9.99 €
September 1950. The Moscow-Simferopol overnight train.
In compartment number six, blood drips onto a sleeping woman. On the top bunk lies the body of an unknown man, stabbed to death with three precise blows. Instead of the hunchbacked old man with glasses and a straw hat, there now lies a corpse without identification. The old man's belongings are gone. Only a strange clue remains:
a page from Gogol with the quotation "Lift my eyelids!"
In the next compartment, investigator Arkady Nikitin is going on vacation with his wife and daughter. He cannot remain indifferent. Why did the old man disappear? Who replaced him with the corpse? And the most terrifying question of all: has the killer already left, or is he still on the train?
And in the same compartment with the Nikitin family, a silent neighbor with a heavy, wolfish gaze rides. He cannot sleep at night. He has seen nothing. But when the body is carried out of the train, the neighbor looks not at the victim, but at the investigator.
The stubborn Moscow investigator understands that this is no ordinary murder. The victim's companion is too deeply asleep after taking a simple valerian. Three knife stabs, precise, professional, and unmistakable. The old man's missing suitcase. And Nikitin is faced with a choice that makes his palms go cold: stay on vacation, as Varya asks, and thereby protect his family. Or step into a place where there are no clues, no names—only a shadow, and it's already looking at him.
So the main question here isn't "who stabbed him?" but... how to catch someone no one has seen, but who has already chosen you?
In compartment number six, blood drips onto a sleeping woman. On the top bunk lies the body of an unknown man, stabbed to death with three precise blows. Instead of the hunchbacked old man with glasses and a straw hat, there now lies a corpse without identification. The old man's belongings are gone. Only a strange clue remains:
a page from Gogol with the quotation "Lift my eyelids!"
In the next compartment, investigator Arkady Nikitin is going on vacation with his wife and daughter. He cannot remain indifferent. Why did the old man disappear? Who replaced him with the corpse? And the most terrifying question of all: has the killer already left, or is he still on the train?
And in the same compartment with the Nikitin family, a silent neighbor with a heavy, wolfish gaze rides. He cannot sleep at night. He has seen nothing. But when the body is carried out of the train, the neighbor looks not at the victim, but at the investigator.
The stubborn Moscow investigator understands that this is no ordinary murder. The victim's companion is too deeply asleep after taking a simple valerian. Three knife stabs, precise, professional, and unmistakable. The old man's missing suitcase. And Nikitin is faced with a choice that makes his palms go cold: stay on vacation, as Varya asks, and thereby protect his family. Or step into a place where there are no clues, no names—only a shadow, and it's already looking at him.
So the main question here isn't "who stabbed him?" but... how to catch someone no one has seen, but who has already chosen you?
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