About the book: 2016 / I, Evstolya Lamanova, again got into another story. As they say, it got stuck in the dough in one place. The girl who died in the subway, a minute before her death, handed me a note with a strange phrase “Caesar in the dough.” At the indicated address I found... a corpse. My attempt to solve this incident is at a dead end. And then my friend Nadezhda asked me to help in investigating the complicated case of her businessman friend. His son accidentally shot his young stepmother at his father's birthday party. As always, I am developing vigorous activity, but one by one the participants in that fatal feast begin to die. And not only them. It also turned out that that story with “Caesar” is directly related to my current investigation. Who is this insidious killer? I poke my nose everywhere until I get hit on the head myself. In short, not life, but a complete headache. But in the end, I come out of this situation triumphantly…