Blood Relatives

It is 1943, and World War 2 rages throughout Europe. In Italy, American Victoria Sullivan has adopted her Italian dual nationality to survive the German occupation. As the Allied armies advance towards Rome, she joins her step-brother James and his handsome colleague Guy in their attempted sabotage, with disastrous results.

As she hides out in the mountains above Rome, Victoria is unsure where she really belongs. Is it here? Her Italian blood relatives certainly think so, but when the chance comes, her heart draws her back to New York, and her beloved adoptive parents.

Where does true allegiance lie?

Is nature or nurture more influential?