Beyond the limits of the law, past the borders of passion, all judgement is lost . . .
On Christmas Eve a disturbed man walks into a Bayswater brothel with a claw-hammer. He doesn't want sex. He wants to talk - about a murder. He knows he has buried a corpse. He knows the exact location. But he cannot identify the victim. Nor can he identify himself.
At the Old Bailey, disillusioned barrister Nick Downes is briefed to defend the unknown man. A man whose identity remains a mystery. Until the corpse's skull is reconstructed. Until the dead man's face reappears. A face identical to that of Nick's client.
Sally Fielding, prosecuting counsel, is about to start the case and about to end her affair with Nick Downes. Like Nick, Sally has no idea how the defendant is connected to the dead man. But all that changes when a woman contacts Nick. She is the defendant's wife. Nick finds her provocative, domineering - and against his better judgement, Nick finds her wholly irresistible.
