Belgrade, 1990. As Yugoslavia tears itself apart, someone is killing young criminals across the city's nightclubs. No witnesses. No motive. No trace. Young Inspector Marko Kostić is tasked with finding the killer. But the deeper he descends into the city's underworld, the less he understands where the law ends and madness begins. Then he's offered a job from which there is no return — to enter the approaching war under a false identity. What Marko doesn't know — and must never learn — is that the blood running through his veins carries a dark secret. A secret that begins in a Munich orphanage in 1922, passes through the Nazi death camp at Dachau, and arrives at him — the last link in a chain of violence spanning generations. Bad blood is not a choice. But the price is always paid.