What was worse, hiding from your reality, or running from it? Danny Keep finds himself on the road, fleeing his hometown and all the secrets buried there. Guilt continues to fester in his gut over the death of his best friend, Eric, thrown from the back of a vehicle Danny was recklessly driving. It was documented as a tragic accident, so he was a free man, but Danny didn't feel like a free man at all. With him was his heavily pregnant sister, Shae, carrying a child she has no memory of conceiving. Drunk, single, beautiful, Shae was taken advantage of at a party and this time the blackout was life changing. No man ever came forward to claim responsibility. Car trouble sees the pair stranded in the Victorian region of Carrington West, with no mobile reception, just seven days into their journey. What Danny stumbles upon in a derelict caravan park, desperate to help his unconscious sister who fainted in the scorching December heat, turns his already dramatic life into utter chaos. A teenage boy comes to his aid, and in the confines of the kid's old caravan, trying to get his sister to wake up, Danny knocks the boy to the floor. What he spies under a grubby T-shirt, are bandages. What he feels during the scuffle, beneath the bandages, is the undeniable swell of a breast. Hidden behind a waif appearance, wearing cropped black hair, timid brown eyes, and barely speaking a word, Danny was looking at raw female beauty, mixed with blatant fear. He keeps what he has seen to himself, but when Shae regains consciousness and he catches a private, stunning smile from the girl, Danny knows he has unearthed something very special. Walking away without knowing why she was living a lie becomes impossible for him. Then it becomes deadly.