Four people gather for dinner. For one of them, it will be the last. Matthew is the perfect husband. Titus is the perfect son. Charlie is the perfect illusion. Rachel is the perfect stranger. A minute ago, everything seemed fine, but at the table there is already a corpse—and the uninvited guest has a bloodied knife in her hand. Everything seems obvious. Especially since the culprit has confessed herself. But what if she had other reasons to confess? What if the killer isn’t her, but someone else?