The surest way to become invisible on the glittering streets of Izmir is not to hide in the dark, but to wear an ordinary neon yellow worker's vest in plain sight. Thirty-five-year-old municipal park worker Yekta is a faded figure who prunes the city's diseased trees by day, but by night, he transforms into an aesthetics-obsessed, cold-blooded hunter seeking perfection. Viewing the murder of his victims not as an act of brutality but as an aesthetic "harvest," Yekta plucks the women he finds flawless from their branches at their absolute peak. He freezes their beauty for eternity with a millimeter-perfect, half-moon incision to their jugulars, sealing it with a transparent tree pruning paste.
However, even the most sterile gardens are doomed to be shattered by the infiltration of a stubborn weed. When the unconventional, brilliant, and uncompromising Homicide Bureau Detective Aylin tracks down the transparent paste on the victims' necks, she finds herself facing not an ordinary killer, but an arrogant artist playing god in a morbid museum of his own making.
Left entirely alone against the blindness of the police department and Yekta's demonic intellect, Aylin is forced to throw her badge into dark waters to tear through this perfect camouflage. In this relentless game of cat-and-mouse stretching from Izmir's iodine-scented Kordon to its heavy industrial zones reeking of rust and blood, predator and prey will blur; the city's true darkness will ignite within that bottomless arrogance hiding behind a neon cloak.
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