"When is a murder not a murder? When a few crows fly away"Two loud bangs wake little Jack Munroe from his sleep. It's the last one he'll ever wake up from.A bloodied teen grasps at the stab wound on his side, desperate for help. The sounds of the sirens drown out the hostility of the police.Dora Cougar lies in the street dying, her memories playing back like a movie while her demons look on and laugh. They're the only ones by her side as she fades.Three children whose lives are cut short. Three stories out of thousands of similar cases. Three innocents exposed to the horrors of the world, holding out hope that they'll be rescued. But in the end their flock of stories will always be told by the eye of the crow. That is what makes them different from the rest.