I return home to our beautiful house on a chilly winter evening expecting to find my handsome husband Richard waiting for me by the fire. We're still so in love, and he always takes care of me: buying us this home in the little village where he grew up, making sure I settled in and made friends, and treating my teenage daughter like his own. There's a bit of gossip about our age gap, but the death of his first wife years ago was so tragic that he still gets sympathetic looks. Everyone loves Richard. He usually comes straight back from work. But tonight, our antique clock ticks on through the dark evening, with no sign of him. Then a knock at the door shatters my perfect life. A 12-year-old-girl, Alice from the village, has been found unconscious in the field behind our house. They say she was last seen getting into Richard's car. Now rumours are flying. As Alice fights for her life in hospital, nobody will speak to me: and when they do it's to ask if he didn't hurt Alice, why hasn't Richard come home? I know that revealing my own darkest secret about Richard's first wife could prove his innocence, but even if I do, he's still missing. Is everyone right, and is my husband on the run? And will telling the truth about my past turn my own daughter against me, and tear our lives apart for good?