Miranda shrank away from him, arm pressed to the driver's door. ‘What's your name?'
‘I'm already dead. That's my name now. That's what they called me. I'm Already Dead.'
Journalist Miranda Jack is finally attempting to move on from the death of her husband by relocating up the coast with her young daughter, Zoe. Then a single event changes everything.
On a Monday afternoon as she waits at traffic lights, a stranger jumps into her car and points a gun at her chest.