Four men waited on the narrow mountain road for the Cadillac carrying 341,890, the biweekly taking of a Mafia cell. Four men who had never failed in a heist before, on their fourteenth operation in three years. Shirillo, watching in the long grass. Pete Harris with a submachine gun. Bachman in the getaway car, and Mike Tucker, art dealer and professional thief; the perfectionist. As the big Cadillac slewed round the bend, none of them realised that this time Tucker had made a fatal miscalcuation that would plunge them all into a blood war against the Mafia.