She is a dancer, and a model, and an incurable romantic, who wants to have a big and beautiful life. She gets everything she can from living in a small provincial seaside place in Crimea, but she wants more, a lot more, and finally it happens… a guy from New York, allegedly the luckiest guy on Earth, comes to the town…

Here is a dialog from the book:

Beep–beep, beep–beep–

“Boris? Hi.”

“Inga?! It’s two o’clock in the morning!”

“I know. Listen, I need to talk to you, it’s urgent.”

“Is there a fire or someone got killed?”

“No, but it’s something really big.”

“An elephant got stuck in your bedroom door–”

“Boris, stop it! I am serious. Please, listen to me.”

“Argh. All right, what is it?”

“I don’t know yet, but something big is going to happen in the city.”

“W–what? Is this your big news? Inga, I’ll kill you if you get on my way tomorrow.”

“No. Boris, listen. Mucker just had a long talk with me.”

“Again? What did you do? Crashed his car? Burned his uniform? Sold his badge? Eh?”

“Ah, damn you, stop it! I am being serious and … oh, never mind. I won’t tell you anything at all!”

“All right, Dolly, I’m sorry. Come on, tell me. What is it?”

“Don’t call me Dolly. And don’t interrupt me, okay? So. There’s a treasure. A pile of Tershian gold. It was hidden somewhere in the city decades ago by Professor Markov, a former Museum Director. Also, there’s a guy – Alec Markov – his descendant, who lives in America and is about to visit us next week; he seems to know where the treasures are hidden. Mucker wants to spy on the guy, let him dig up the treasures, and then – well, I don’t know what’s then. Mucker just asked me to support that guy everywhere during his visit, up to the moment when he leads us to the treasure.”

“It was a mistake.”

“What was a mistake?”

“To let you support the guy. You’ll screw it up.”

“Bor’ka! Durak! Shut up, you fool! I hate you when you joke like that!”

“OK, Sweetie, what do you want from me?”

“First, I need your professional help, as I really don’t want to screw it up. Second, I also love treasures, so I thought, why don’t we help the guy find it, but do this secretly from my boyfriend and his dad? We might get our share then.”

“Inga, you must be tired of living. This is suicide!”

“Come on. It’s just a–”

“Inga, do you realize the degree of risk you’ll be facing?”

“Come on, the risk is minimal!”

“You – argh. Listen, go to bed, sleep well, and forget what you just said – forever.”

“Boris, but this is a unique chance! We can’t miss it!”

“You must have eaten something bad for dinner. I say, go to bed now and – ”

“Boris! It’s a win–win situation. This lucky guy will do everything by himself. We’ll only turn up in the right place on the right moment. No one will ever suspect us. They’ll make the American guy responsible.”

“Inga, this is crazy. Your idea is insane.”

“But why? Boris, we want to be rich, don’t we?”

“Yes, we do, but not posthumously. Listen, can you do me a favor? Forget about it and let me have some sleep, I only have two hours left before I have to get up. Bye for now.”

“Boris, wait. Damn! Boris!”

Click. Beep – beep – beep –