Daisy's POV

The next morning, I got a call from Galen. He sounded frustrated as he told me, "Miss Daisy, the lawyers need another payment, or they might not take your father's case."

My heart sank, and I asked bitterly, "How much?"

"Five hundred thousand," he sighed. "I understand you're in a tough spot right now. I can try to stall them for a few days, but no more than a week."

"Thank you, Galen," I said, clutching my phone tightly, my throat dry. "I'll figure out a ...