The solution to their predicament comes from a friend. He's a fellow cast member of the amateur production of Arthur Miller's Death of a Salesman, in which they're both starring, and he offers them a flat that he owns. But on inspection, they discover it hasn't been emptied of the former tenant's possessions. Don't worry, they're told. She'll soon be along to collect them.
For Rana and Emad, things start unravelling soon after they make their move. Alone in the new apartment one night, Rana answers the security bell downstairs, thinking it's Emad, and goes into the shower, leaving the door open. When he finally arrives, she's unconscious on the bathroom floor with a head wound. From this point on, he becomes obsessed with the need to track down her attacker. It's a consummate whodunit moving inexorably towards a slow-burning climax with a twist at the end, but what matters most are the things left unsaid.