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Govoryat, chto u koshki devyat zhizney. A skolko budet u nego? Pervaya i, kak on oprometchivo schital, edinstvennaya zhizn Alekseya Vorontsova slozhilas uspeshno. Krepkaya semya, lyubyaschaya zhena i zamechatelnye deti, pochetnaya otstavka v zvanii polkovnika militsii — chto esche nuzhno dlya spokoynoy starosti? No, kak izvestno, byvshih mentov ne byvaet. Odnazhdy on ne smog proyti mimo. Vtoruyu zhizn emu podarili… net, navyazali, ibo on ni o chem takom ne prosil. On snova mladshiy leytenant militsii, uchastkovyy inspektor. Gorod Cherepovets obraztsa 1976 goda — pochti gluhaya provintsiya, esli by ne metallurgicheskiy zavod. I chto teper? Spasat mir, davat sovety stareyuschemu genseku, kak polozheno v takih sluchayah drugim popadantsam? Spustis na zemlyu, tebya dazhe k predsedatelyu rayispolkoma tak prosto ne pustyat. Togda chto, ispravlyat proshlye oshibki? A kakie? I vozmozhno li eto? Voprosy, voprosy, voprosy…