For fifteen years everything was perfect. Perfect and safe. Nothing could go wrong, and nothing ever did. Her life was cast from a flawless mould, with no heartache and few surprises. Until yesterday.
Someone sends Zuzannah malicious racist messages. She has no idea who it is, she doesn't recognise the number. Then the phone calls start. And Zuzannah doesn't feel safe anymore.
They rolled in traffic past an ambulance stuck on the side of the road, steam hissing from under its bonnet.