Georgia stepped out of the car slowly, her eyes scanning the quiet street as she walked toward her front door. Her heart thumped in her chest, unsure of what she was about to walk into.
Damien followed behind her, hands tucked in his pockets, silent but alert. The front door was already open. Georgia didn’t remember leaving it that way.
She pushed the door wider and stepped inside. Her breath caught.
“Ma'am!” Naomi’s voice came from the living room.
Georgia looked up to see Naomi standing beside Troy. Both of them looked tense, their eyes flicking to the mess around them.
“What… what happened?” Georgia asked, her voice quiet but shaken.
Naomi quickly walked over. “I came to drop a file for you,” she explained, holding up a brown folder. “But when I got here… the door was slightly ope
