Thirty-eight-year-old Anna Fox lives alone in an upscale Manhattan home in New York. She spends her days and nights spying on her neighbors, while imbibing a lot of Merlot. We soon learn why. She’s agoraphobic and has not left her house in almost a year. When not peering out her window, she’s watching black and white movies of the Hitchcock sort. There’s certainly a nod to Hithcock’s Rear Window in the setting and plot of the novel. But to the reader’s delight, the author cleverly creates a spell-binding mystery of his own that will keep you guessing until you turn the last page.