Blobo Garden. Hatchson D.

The FBI special group “covers” the mansion with an elevator -gear garden well covered from prying eyes. Outlandish flowers, shady trees, lap lays, a cave and a waterfall - all this seems to be a paradise. But for its inhabitants - two dozen girls with butterflies tattooed on their backs - this garden has turned into a real hell. Charming inhabitants settled here not of their own free will - they were abducted and brought here by a man whom all his victims know only under the name of the gardener. And he is free to dispose of the lives of his “butterflies” as he wants: beauty, according to the gardener, is short -lived, and therefore not one of the girls becomes older than twenty -one years. But even after death, every “butterfly” remained the property of its kidnapper and tormentor. He enclosed the bodies of dead girls into special glass vessels and poured them with transparent resin - so that one could completely see the pattern of wings on his back. The gardener wanted to possess the beauty of his slaves even after their death. However, the FBI agents still do not have enough information to restore the completeness of the maniac crimes. They try to talk one of the surviving "butterflies" named Mayan. But it turns out to be a strong nut, and the success of the whole thing will depend on how much the agents can achieve mutual understanding. Behind the laconic external form - the novel is built in the form of an interrogation of the victim of the kidnapper - pain and fear, the despair and hatred of the kidnapped girls are revealed, forcing the reader to experience genuine strong emotions.

These girls know him only as a gardener - a man who abducted They settled them here in the mysterious garden under a glass dome with shady trees and beautiful flowers, a stream and a waterfall. But for them this place is not a paradise, but a real hell. And they do not forget for a second: their century is short, like the eyelids of butterflies tattooed on their backs, and can break off at any moment. And how much is they measured to live, only one gardener decides...