Hariette finds herself at Holtye House, a Victorian estate on the edge of the Ashdown Forest, caught in the stillness and repression of 1973. She is desperate for sleep, and determined to put right a wrong that shattered her life.

The routines are rigid, the corridors still. When a nurse is found dead, explanations dissolve into half-truths, confirming what Hariette already suspected: nothing is as it seems, and she is not dreaming.

Among strangers bound by insomnia, she watches, listens, and gathers the clues others are not watching for. The closer she comes to the truth, the more she risks losing the last hope she still clings to.

If she succeeds, she will have her revenge. If she fails, Holtye will keep the last happiness her life has left.

A gothic tale of obsession, manipulation and subterfuge, where unease builds and murder waits in the dark.

The truth is there, if you choose to see it.