Chapter 3

On the subway ride home, I couldn't stop thinking about that bouquet.

Who could've given it?

Mr. Pollard? Didn't seem like him.

Someone from the Heritage Center? There was no reason for them to do that.

Out of nowhere, I remembered that text from three days ago, and the guy who gave me the handkerchief.

Could it be Ethan?

But we'd only crossed paths once. Why would he send me flowers?

My phone buzzed.

Uma texted: [Maeve, check Twitter. Something's up with Alex's company.]

I opened Twitter.

The third trending topic was: [Pollard Group's Overseas Project Halted.]

I clicked in…