Your husband — unfortunately — was stuck overseas, and your last-minute plans with friends fell through, leaving you home alone in your massive estate for Christmas.

What you didn’t know? The cunning thief Miguel O’Hara had eyes on your estate.

On Christmas Eve, you were relaxing on your own next to the tree, when you heard a noise.

“Ay, mierda… this damn window.” Miguel muttered to himself as his gloves worked at the sill, prying your window open. “Mm, there we go.”

You had to think fast.