The Bastards have left the city behind. Their house in the countryside smells of nothing but summer. Five girls and five boys living in the moment, for the moment. No outsider comes around here, and all the insiders take turns standing guard, kissing each other, playing dead. They are still kids. They are your kids. They are our Bastards.
A quiet village in the middle of nowhere, where crime is an unknown word, is thrown into turmoil when a notice comes from police headquarters that their Police Station must be closed due to inactivity and that its officers will be transferred, unknown to where.