An ambitious young officer at the Yard is assigned to a baffling theft that seems to begin with a single jewel and widen into a pattern of robberies tied to a discreet circle of financiers. Ordered to keep her badge hidden, she threads through drawing rooms, night clubs, and dockside warehouses, collecting fragments: an alias spoken in error, a ledger page torn with care, a rendezvous that always shifts at the last moment. Each clue contradicts the last until a buried connection points to a scheme aimed at the city's most public institutions.
Outmatched in muscle but not in nerve, she builds a net from observation and decoy, drawing allies who may not stay loyal. When the conspirators move to silence their most persistent shadow, she turns their timing against them and forces a final confrontation on ground of their choosing. Justice, here, is not about glory-it is about clarity, method, and refusing to be steered.