Daisy's POV

I caught the business card reflexively, the gold-embossed name of Galen faintly raised, its textured surface rough beneath my fingertips. In the lower right corner, the words "Detective Agency" were imprinted with understated elegance.

"Why are you helping me all of a sudden?" I asked Andrew, my emotions a tangled knot. "You told me you wouldn't get involved in this."

The sports car came to an abrupt halt on the roadside. Andrew turned to face me, his golden ...