Once upon a time there was a man. He wasn't a very moral man, in fact he thought he had no moral core at all. That way he could con, thieve, and enjoy the pleasures of the flesh to his heart's content without a single pang of conscience. Which was quite convenient. Thanks to his lack of moral fibre this young man was able steal $50 million in gold bullion before his 28th birthday. Fate is not so convenient as the lack of a conscience though. Our hero has not even had a chance to enjoy his ill-gotten gains when he discovers that all is not as it seems. Powerful interests, very powerful men, conspire to send him into the heart of the beast: the Third Reich. This should have been child's play to one devoid of morals but what happens when that conscience begins to surface? What happens when our hero discovers there are crimes that he simply cannot live with? Is there a road to redempti ...