is Monday, February 3, 1947. In the courtroom in Curio-Haus, the first Ravensbrüc trial culminates with sixteen defendants judged for war crimes. An elegant slim woman in a yellow -white fur coat awaits standing up for the jury's statement. "The death penalty!" On the charming face of a young woman, a single muscle does not move. Just for a moment he folds the lids with long algae and then let him take off without resistance. It is called Vera Salvequart and was born twenty -seven years ago in Czechoslovakia. The former prisoner of the death camp, which, according to the verdict of the British court, murdered with injections and pills of dozens of imprisoned women. But was it really? Did the beautiful vera really nicknamed her journalists, deserved the highest punishment? Stanislav Motl went on the track of Very Salvequart several years ago. He worked with his usual heuristic-playing method, which has already entered the awareness of readers, as well as radio listeners or television viewers. Therefore, his book was re -established mainly on the road. Again at least relied on social networks. He searched in the archives of several countries. He wandered in places related to the fates of Very Salvequart. He sought and found the memories of witnesses and spoke to many of their descendants. He traditionally carefully examined and analyzed the information and documents that he would largely succeed, in the transferred sense of the word, to revive the story of a mysterious woman who did not release her greatest life secrets to the world even at the time of her last moments.