For Betty, it started like every other Friday morning in 1965—quickly finishing her weekly housework before her husband, Rob, would waltz in after a tiring week of selling corporate insurance. Suddenly, the door opened and a glaring light silhouetted a man she thought she knew stood in the doorway. Up to this point, Betty's life was best described as dull and uneventful, until Ryan walked in looking almost exactly like her husband, Rob. She is thrown into the world of spies and deception and has to stifle her panic and frustration because foreign agents are watching her every move. Her whole world had been turned upside-down, yet she had to keep composure, and all this has to be kept secret from her family and nosy neighbors.