The Hungarian prime minister, a Nazi sympathizer who has plans to replicate Hitler’s regime in his homeland, has just died and every newspaper reporter is covering the funeral. Crime reporter Zsigmond Gordon is not interested in the seamy world of politics: he is hot on the trail of a story more to his liking. While waiting in the office of the police department’s chief inspector, he comes across a nude photograph of a beautiful young woman. When the body of that same woman is later found on a street near his newspaper’s offices and the police seem uninterested in investigating her murder, Gordon becomes obsessed with finding justice for the victim. In the process he loses whatever objectivity he has managed to hold onto and becomes deeply emotionally immersed in a compelling tale of star-crossed young lovers, anti-Semitism, family betrayal, and murder.
When his investigation results in his being beaten to a pulp, Gordon refuses to retreat. When his girlfriend receives ominous threats, he is shaken but cannot bring himself to move on. He is not even above involving his beloved grandfather in his search for information. As he peels away the layers, what he finds at the core of the story is a Jewish couple who converted to Catholicism in order to climb the social ladder and increase their opportunities for wealth — only to find their resulting good fortune hanging by a thread when their daughter falls in love with the son of an Orthodox rabbi.