Eden frowned softly as she reached out and took the card that was being offered to her, staring at the phone number in confusion. Cops didn't offer to help people, and feds certainly didn't. This had to be some type of trap, there had to be some type of catch.
But she turned the card in her hand and slipped it into her pocket as she looked back up at him, "You can't get me anything that I can't get myself," Eden said, steadying him for a long moment. It was a real shame that that expression was never going to give anything away.