The dolls are always watching. Claire Caldwell learned that the hard way in Room 7 of the Desert Rest Motel. But now their owner has vanished, and those glass eyes might be the only witnesses to what happened... Sheriff Dobson isn't concerned. "Woman finally got tired of those creepy dolls and skipped town. Can't blame her." But Claire knows Mavis would never abandon her collection. Those hundreds of Victorian dolls aren't just decorations... they're her life. Her family. Her obsession. With the sheriff refusing to investigate, Claire finds herself drawn into the dusty rooms of the Desert Rest, surrounded by glass eyes that follow her every move. The dolls saw what happened to Mavis. If only they could talk. Meanwhile, someone is stalking Whispering Saguaro Ranch. Cut fences. Threatening notes. A shadow in the barn at midnight. Claire's made some enemies, and one of them wants what she has... no matter the cost. As Claire searches for answers, she discovers that Mavis has secrets of her own. The Pioneer Cemetery behind the motel holds more than old bones. The dolls hold more than sawdust and porcelain. And the eccentric woman everyone dismissed as harmless may have been hiding something worth killing for. Now Claire must untangle two mysteries at once, with help from an unlikely source: her veterinarian fiancé Sam, whose rounds through the desert bring whispers of things people don't want known. Together, they'll learn that in Perdido Springs, the strangest people often have the darkest secrets. And some collections are worth more than anyone imagined.