When I returned to the mansion from the police station, Andrew had breakfast ready for me and was waiting for me with a broad smile on his face. I found it very sweet but odd, considering that it was a little late for him to still be at the mansion with the schedule that he usually maintained.
“Well, this is a nice surprise,” I said as I took the seat that he pulled out for me. “Are you playing hooky for me?”
“Only a little bit,” he said, sitting down at the head of the table. He poured a cup of coffee for each of us. “Just long enough to have breakfast with you and give you some exciting news.”
I poured some milk and French Vanilla creamer into my coffee. I tilted my head curiously at Andrew as I stirred the concoction.
“Oh?”
