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Izvestnyy bloger Oleg Rokotov mezhdu delom napisal statyu o zvezde sovetskogo figurnogo kataniya, dazhe ne predpolagaya, k chemu eto privedet. Dvadtsat let nazad Ladu Vorontsovu ubili v ee zhe kvartire: nanesli semnadtsat nozhevyh raneniy, otrezali volosy i razbrosali ih po komnate. Ritual? Ili instsenirovka, chtoby vse podumali na manyaka? Ved ubiytsu tak i ne nashli. I vdrug v blog priletelo: «Eto ya ee ubil. I mne za eto nichego ne budet: srok davnosti vyshel». SHutka? Rokotov tak i dumal, no kogda i ego samogo popytalis ubit, osoznal: ubiytsa Lady ne prosto zhiv, on zhazhdet, chtoby o nem snova zagovorili...