When Detective Inspector Devitt is handed a new murder case, he doesn’t expect old folklore. Children across London are being found dead beneath their bedroom windows, smiles frozen on their faces. And at every scene: chalk stars, feathers, and a haunting pipe tune.

But Reed knows the streets too well to ignore the stories. A street kid who’s forced her way into Scotland Yard as an assistant, she’s sick of watching children like her go forgotten. Now the deaths are spreading beyond the slums, and Devitt and Reed are forced to confront a truth the city would rather dismiss.

This is a dark Peter Pan retelling, where old British fae lore bleeds into crime, Neverland is a lie, and flight always has a cost.