When Quentin Draith wakes up in a private sanatorium, he does not have any memory space of who he is or how he received the injuries riddling his body. All he understands is definitely that he must get out, away from the drugs getting pumped into him and back to the real world to find answers. His first question: How do his friend Tony’s organs fill with sand, killing him in a Las Vegas car crash?

After a narrow escape, he tracks down the essential facts: he’s an investigator and blogger specializing in the supernatural – which is a positive thing, because Quentin’s life gets stranger by when. It seems he is one of a particular breed of dog, a person with unusual power. He’s also the primary suspect within a string of murders connected by a series of seemingly mundane items. The deeper he digs and the harder he functions to apparent his name, the more Quentin realizes that some truths are better off keeping buried…