Mumbai doesn’t notice Baby KarMarkar, and that's exactly how she survives. She rides the packed local trains during monsoon. She blends into the noise with nothing but a red umbrella, and a face nobody can remember. She cannot speak or hear, so the city around her moves in complete silence.

The bodies she leaves across Mumbai reveal no obvious pattern and no common profile between the victims, but something connects them, something buried deep enough that no one has found it yet.

The only voice that ever truly reaches her is her dead sister's, and it has never once let her stop. Investigators circle the edges of her world without ever quite reaching the centre of it.

The film doesn't settle into one mood for long. It swings between action, dark comedy, and genuine emotion, following Baby as a hit gone wrong forces her buried past back into view.