Iris' phone rings...disrupting her quiet afternoon. On the other end, a chilling voice delivers the unthinkable---her husband has been kidnapped. The ransom? Not money, not service, but a box of wontons, delivered by 5pm. Sharp. 
It's currently 4:47 p.m. 
She has exactly 13 minutes to complete the order… 
Can she make it? Or will she spend the rest of her life as a widow, raising her child as a single mother and forced to battle the hardships of life alone? 
Her mind spirals the more she imagines the life she would have without him, the images replaying vividly, pushing her further and further toward the edge...