Jake Morrison is not a hero. He's a thirty-four-year-old industrial equipment salesman with a receding hairline, a work ethic that borders on self-harm, and a wife he loves more than he knows how to say. Emma is a lawyer. Beautiful, sharp, and slowly suffocating in a marriage where her husband is always in another time zone. She doesn't complain. She doesn't cheat. Not yet. Chris is Jake's best friend. Handsome, charming, freshly divorced and broke. When Jake gets a two-month contract in Dallas, he invites Chris to stay in their guest room. "Take care of her," Jake says. Chris smiles. "Don't worry, man." --- What Jake doesn't tell either of them is about the tiny pinhole camera hidden inside a fake IKEA plant in the living room. He installed it the night before he left. Not to catch anyone. Just to feel close. Just to see her face while he's eight thousand miles away. For the first eleven days, the camera shows him what he expects: Emma eating cereal. Chris doing push-ups. Movie