Nixon

I'm sitting in my office when a young woman barges into to the room with a panicked look on her face. She then goes on about a robbery at her flower shop May:My flowers! T-they're Missing! You have to help me! I ask if she knows who it was. She doesn't but tells me the only thing that was left behind was a golden coin with an eye on it. Don't worry, ma'am.i put my hand over hers I'll find your flowers. i give her a soft smile and pull my hand away, snatching her ring off her finger