Nora Alexander is finding her job exciting as she welcomes paranormal investigators Jack and Daisy Foley to the Tunie Hotel. They are trying to contact the ghost of Sam Houston not only for their internet production but because it is reported there is a stash of Santa Anna's gold hidden somewhere. They are operating on the theory that Sam Houston visited a lady of the evening in Piney Woods and locate Red Ruth Inn where a parking lot now stands. Not only do these two stir the spirit world, but they also bother some of the town's most established citizens including the town's quilting group who doesn't appreciate their overtaking of the hotel with ghost hunting equipment.
When a townsperson is murdered with suspected ties to the local gang, The Alamo Runners, Nora finds herself wanting to protect his wife and daughter all the while getting cryptic messages from beyond. Jack and Daisy aren't the only ones with a connection to the other side.
Winifred? If you are there, make the light on my flashlight go off.” Both men were quiet. There was the sound of static and then a small sound came out of it. To Nora, it sounded like grummffff.
“Did you hear that? She said where is Raven?” Jack said.
“Play it again,” Dominic said.
Again, Nora heard grummmffff.
“I’ll be darned. I hear it too. Where is Raven?”
“We got Winifred on tape,” Dominic confirmed.
To Nora, it didn’t sound like anything of the sort. Daisy’s face was beaming in the glow of the monitor. Jack’s voice came over the monitor. “Did you hear that, hon? Winfred is here.”
“I sure did,” Daisy answered. Whatever they heard, to Nora it was all a mish-mash. Maybe there was some sort of secret ghost code they all knew that she didn’t.
“Winifred, do you know where Santa Anna’s gold is?" They waited in silence and then replayed the tape.
“She said yes!”
Jack yelled. “Damn. It’s right there, and we can’t get to it.”
“I guess it’s all up to Nora’s powers of persuasion,” Dominic’s voice came through the speaker.
“I get the feeling the only thing that convinces that man is stooping to his level,” Jack said, anger in his voice. “We are so close to finding it, and he is the only thing standing in our way. What a jerk.”
“Total jerk,” Dominic repeated.