Dobroy nochi, lyubov' moya

Zhyustina Dal'vik zhivet odna v bol'shom, krasivom, no mrachnom dome na beregu zhivopisnogo ozera. V etom dome ona rodilas' i vyrosla. Kogda ey bylo tri goda, ee mat' vnezapno umerla na glazah u malen'koy devochki. Otec, vladelec preuspevayuschey konditerskoy kompanii, cherez paru let zhenilsya na svoey sekretarshe, krasavice Flore. S etogo dnya zhizn' Zhyustiny prevratilas' v cheredu obid, ispytaniy i boli. Vse, kto podhodit k Zhyustine slishkom blizko, obrechen na smert'. Chto zhe proishodit na samom dele? Eto chereda tragicheskih sluchaynostey ili kto-to konkretnyy povinen v smerti lyudey, svyazannyh s etoy odinokoy zhenschinoy? Byt' mozhet, klyuch k tayne spryatan v proshlom, v detstve Zhyustiny? Vozmozhno, to nevedomoe i opasnoe, chto dremlet v chelovecheskoy dushe, prosnulos' i rvetsya naruzhu?..