The Camera In Our Bedroom

At 3:12 a.m., Jonah Sorrel's phone lights up with a photograph of himself, asleep in his own bed.

It was taken from the foot of the mattress. Half of the picture has been cut away. Under it is one line: You're not as alone as you think.

His wife is lying right beside him. She doesn't wake. Or she is very good at pretending.

Twelve years ago, on a snowbound county road in northern Wisconsin, Jonah hit something in the dark and told Lena it was a deer. He has spent every night since believing she believed him.

Lena has her own reasons for lying awake. She investigates insurance fraud for a living, and for weeks she has been watching her husband: the tracker on his truck, the hidden camera in the clock radio on their dresser, the two nights a week he lies about where he goes.

Now someone else is watching both of them.

The messages come to Jonah. The envelopes come to Lena. Each is told the other is the one with something to hide, and each of them is right. As a cash demand turns into a body under a car lift, and a detective reopens a hit-and-run no one ever solved, the Sorrels learn that the stranger in their lives knows their passwords, their alarm codes, and the one night they swore they would never speak of.

To survive, they will have to tell each other the truth.

All of it.

The Camera in Our Bedroom is a tense, twisting psychological thriller about a marriage built on silence, and about someone who has waited twelve years for one of them to break it.