[Just then, a raven flew past the police station, soaring in the courtyard, imitating the sound of the running water. Daniel watched carefully, the way he had heard a lifetime ago. A raven could mean many things — creator, trickster — depending on what form it felt like taking.] But when it looped in a half circle and turned upside down, it could mean only one thing: it was dumping luck off its back — anyone’s for the taking, if you happened to see where it landed.