Cyrus slowly rose to his feet, noticing a business card lying on the ground. He bent down to pick it up, his brows knitting slightly as a hint of confusion and surprise flickered across his face. The bold writing on the card stood out clearly, making his heartbeat quicken. It read, "Police Captain Violet Brooks."
"Are you Violet?" Cyrus abruptly turned to the woman on the bed. The coincidence was almost too much to believe.
His voice rose in disbelief, his wide eyes locked on her. Memories from his childhood flashed vividly in his mind. The little girl with pigtails and rosy cheeks, who always trailed behind him, chattered endlessly about marrying him when they grew up.
Now, he stared at the woman before him, searching her features for any trace of that little girl.
But Violet didn't r
