The cult film director Stanislas Cordova has not appeared in public for more than thirty years. For a quarter of a century, his films haven’t been released widely—only shown at secret screenings known as “night cinema.”
To his many fans, he is a mystery man.
To journalist Scott McGrath, he is enemy number one.
And to young virtuoso pianist Alexandra, he is her father.
On a rainy October night, Alexandra’s body is found at an abandoned Manhattan warehouse. The police verdict says “suicide.” And this is far from the first death in the Cordova family history—a dynasty that seems to be cursed.
McGrath is sure it’s not just coincidence. Driven by the thirst for revenge and an insatiable hunger for the truth, he gets pulled into a fragile, hypnotic world where everyone is afraid of something and nothing is what it seems.
Once, McGrath already tried to bring the Cordovas to light—and paid for it with a collapsed career and a broken marriage. Now he risks his sanity itself.