The late afternoon sunlight cast shadows across the narrow staircase.

James stepped out of the Yellow Detective's office, pulling the business card he had just received from his pocket.

The faded paper only bore the simple lettering "Yellow Detective."

He stared at the card for a moment before carefully tucking it into his wallet.

He paused and, with a slight sigh, looked back. The nameplate hanging on the exterior of the old building caught his eye.

It read "Yellow Detective's Office," and though it didn’t seem particularly old, it appeared rusted and weathered as if it had endured for decades.