Anna Fox spends her days watching her neighbors through her windows and watching old movies, including Rear Window. She also drinks too much and takes too many pills. A psychologist trained to help others with their mental and emotional problems, she is now a basket case herself. Since a traumatic accident, she is afraid to leave her house. She rents her basement to a younger man, but otherwise has little contact with the outside world other than those who regularly deliver her food, drugs, alcohol and whatever else she requires.
One day a new neighbor, Jane Russell, pays a visit, and not long after that she sees that same woman in the next-door house with a knife in her chest. The police don't believe Anna's story because of her obvious mental problems but especially because a different woman identifies herself as Jane Russell. Her husband, Alistair Russell, gets angry at Anna's spying, while their teenage son appears to know more than he is telling. Anna tries to enlist him as an ally. She has no one else to turn to.
Finn keeps the tension building, first gradually, then with heart-pounding speed. Every few pages he reveals a new shocking surprise. The story has a manufactured feel to it, yet that doesn't make it any easier to put down.
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