Thirty-something Fleur Bonner has a career selling fake antiques, a London flat with no central heating, and no focus. She agrees to train for the London marathon, joining the misfits, the lost, and the lonely who make up the Battersea Park New Runnerβs Club, hoping it may provide a welcome change in her unfulfilling life. But then her boss disappears, and it appears that her job may actually be a front for art forgery. She quickly goes from girl-about-town to jailbird, not understanding what happened and why. Maybe those βmisfitsβ from the Battersea Park New Runnerβs Club can provide some answers. . .