A young woman walks home by herself the tapping of her high heels the only sound. At two o clock in the morning its cold the streets are deserted & she thinks shes all alone. Waiting for her sleeping soundly in his bed is her baby son. When he wakes the next morning his mother still isnt back. Shes never coming back. Because the streets werent as deserted as she thought. Three women are dead & Detective Inspector Lorraine Hunt is searching for a serial killer. In Houghton-le-Spring its Feast week a time when all hell is let loose as the fair comes to town & a frenzy of celebration & decadence provides a temporary distraction from the grim realities of everyday life.