'Your tattoo... it's exactly like mine.' She hesitates. 'But - I've never noticed it before. I must have had it since I was little.' The ink markings on both of them are delicate, barely visible. Interlinked triangles in the shape of a daisy. But how can two strangers have matching tattoos, they didn't know they had? With their parents gone and nobody left to ask, when Georgia and Oliver first come to amateur sleuth...