For her, everything is written.
Regarding things, there is something that is valued in writing.
"One day in April, my three-year-old daughter Carrie disappeared while we were playing hide-and-seek in my Brooklyn apartment."
This is how the story of Flora Conway, the famous novelist with a museum-like personality, begins. There is no explanation for the child's disappearance. The apartment door is locked and the windows are closed. I couldn't get any unusual movement from the security cameras in the old New York apartment building. And the police showed nothing.
At this moment, across the Atlantic, the heartbroken writer hides himself in a dilapidated house.
Self-control alone holds the key to the puzzle. Their destinies will intertwine.