A dream holiday. A fractured couple. And one of them won’t make it home.

James and Laura escape to the sun-drenched hills of Andalusia for what is meant to be a much-needed break. She’s a trauma therapist, burnt out after the suicide of a vulnerable client. He’s reeling from layoffs at work. A week in a remote finca might be just what they need to reconnect.

But within hours of arriving, Laura vanishes.

There’s no sign of a struggle. No note. Just silence. James is frantic. With no neighbours for miles—aside from a mysterious Dutch family he was certain shouldn’t be there—he turns to Carmen, the flirtatious owner of a nearby bar, for help. She’s eager to assist... maybe too eager.

When Detective Isabella Santos is assigned to the case, she quickly finds herself navigating a maze of contradictions. James’s medical history suggests he may not be telling the whole truth—or even remembering it. Carmen’s involvement begins to raise more questions than it answers. A local drunk insists he knows where Laura is. And then there’s the Dutch family in the neighbouring finca—especially their unsettling son, who creeps around James’s property with a grin that never quite reaches his eyes.

As secrets surface and the clock ticks, Santos must decide who to trust. Because in the blazing heat of the Spanish countryside, nothing is quite what it seems. And Laura’s time is running out.

A tense, unsettling psychological thriller that explores how easily the mind bends under pressure—and how far people will go to keep their secrets buried.