Sara Sutherlin is about to open her condo door to go look for her husband, Kyle, who left hours ago. The shrill ring of her intercom stops her in her tracks. She picks up the receiver. Yes? Ma'am, we're with the Miami police department. May we come up? He flashes his ID in front of the camera. She freezes into numbness while she listens to the elevator hum as it rises to the thirtieth floor. Her floor. A tap on her door. She opens it, dreading...kwing. Mrs. Sutherlin? Yes. Shortly after, Sara Sutherlin's world collapses and forever changes in a way she never in her wildest dreams imagined.