Just before sunrise, a car is pulled from a reservoir.
A woman sits in the driver's seat.
Seatbelt fastened.
Window half-open.
No note. No witnesses.
Detective Anna Holm is assigned the case.
The victim, Karen Madsen, lived an ordinary life on an ordinary street. A daughter. A job. A routine. Nothing that explains where the night led, or why the water was waiting for her.
Interviews reveal pauses more than answers.
Evidence forms shapes that don't resolve.
What remains is quiet distance between people-what they live, what they say, and what they will not say.
There is no dramatic confession.
No unraveling breakdown.
Just a truth that appears when nothing is spoken.
A spare, atmospheric Nordic police procedural about silence, routine, and the things we keep to ourselves.