Ever since she was adopted from Sri Lanka, Paloma has had the best of everything. Now at thirty years old and recently cut off from her parents' funds, she decides to sublet the second bedroom of her San Francisco apartment to Arun, who recently moved from India. Paloma has to admit, it feels good helping someone find their way in America - until Arun discovers Paloma's darkest secret. Before Paloma can pay Arun off, she finds him in a pool of blood. She flees the apartment but by the time the police arrive, there's no body - and no evidence Arun ever existed in the first place. Did Paloma's secret die with Arun or is she now in greater danger than ever before?