Crows filled the yard the night Danni’s parents were murdered. Years later, she can’t shake the feeling they’re still watching from her dreams—or a stranger’s eyes. Desperate for answers, Danni searches for the “Otter,” a cybercriminal whose vendetta against her parents’ lab, and the drug they developed, seems personal.
But the crows watch him too—and their brief virtual exchange propels her parents’ killer back into her life.
Now hunted, Danni must decide if she can trust the enigmatic online stranger who is tempted to go down his own dark path. Because the terror that haunts their dreams is real—and coming for them.
The sudden exodus of crows from her mother’s lime tree first told Danni he was coming. Even before she heard the crunching of tires on the wet driveway, or the sound of a car door closing, the crows fled the tree’s slender branches and swarmed into the night sky.
All week long, the birds had flocked around her house like feathered loiterers in a prison yard. From her place beside the window, Danni sat. Counting crows. Ten had perched among the limes in the tree beside the porch.
“Momma, the crows are back.”
From across the room, Elizabeth Ireland sighed. “Danni, please. Stop saying that.”
Danni pressed her nose against the windowpane and huffed a cloud of steam through flattened nostrils. “Well, they are.” For the hundredth time that day, there was a curling in her stomach, like a length of wire winding into knots.
She drew a face on the steamed glass; a lump-like circle, mismatched eyes, crooked mouth. Pleased with her work, she peered through the eyeholes out into the rain-drenched yard.
All ten crows had grown quiet and still, and each pair of eyes stared back at her.