Prologue
Death.
Legend says it comes in threes. The dead could be strangers, friends, acquaintances. Or even more unfairly, the dead could be from the same family, leaving the once complete unit in tatters. Thus is the way of the world. Death sustains the natural order. Nature gives, and nature takes, snatching cherished, irreplaceable lives from one home and adding precious new heartbeats to others. Life moves on.
But murder? Murder is the acquaintance of death, taking and ripping apart lives,...