“Her brain was running in all places. Confused and filled with questions. Questions that she was afraid to know the answer to. There were so many similarities between her and the missing girl. Maybe she had too much wine. Though she only remembers having one glass, not even finishing it. Could it be her lack of adequate sleep? That had to be it.”

Detective Channah Brooks had always wanted to be a detective ever since she was a little girl. The thought of working on some of the most mysterious cases was fascinating to her. Then one day she gets the strangest case she could ever lay her hands on.

Lizette Singleton experienced the worst nightmare any mother could ever face. Her daughter went missing without a trace 20 years ago. She was never given peace as to where her daughter went and what happened to her. Even after all this time, she never gave up hope that her daughter could still be out there. The detective decides to take on the case of Lizette Singleton’s missing daughter. With the case being cold for nearly two decades, there is not much evidence to go on. Though Lizette Singleton is more than optimistic that her daughter can be found, the detective is not so sure.

Channah Brooks begins rummaging through the dusty case files, trying to discover anything that may have been missed in the past. A few clues start to piece together in a strange manner. During the investigation, the detective starts to question her own life and where she really came from. Who was Channah Brooks really, and why does it seem like her whole life was a lie? Could she be closer to solving this case than she thought? Could she finally bring some closure to Lizette Singleton, while learning her true identity? The truth is always stranger than fiction.