Amber Hewerdine knows more than she is telling. She knows that she has’nt slept since the arson attack which killed her best friend. She knows that it is not normal for four members of your family to disappear one Christmas morning, and then reappear the next day, refusing to explain or ever speak of it again. And she knows that somewhere, buried deep in her subconscious, is the key to what happened all those years ago at Little Orchard. Kind, cruel, kind of cruel. These are the words she keeps coming back to. But what do they mean? And why is she arrested within hours of first saying them, for the murder of a woman she has never met?