WNDR6099

Second Chance, Loaded Gun

You were told it was a second chance — a weekend to heal old wounds at the Hargrove estate, surrounded by people who once mattered. What nobody told you is that second chances on a private island with no signal and locked gates are not gifts. They are traps with a bow on top. By the time the helicopter lifts off without you, every person smiling at you across the dinner table has already decided exactly how this weekend ends — and none of those endings were designed with your survival in mind.