May leaned over, curiosity etched on her face. "What's that?" She asked.
Georgia hesitated, then handed her the file. "Take a look."
May's eyes widened as she perused the contents. "Oh my God," she whispered. "This is... this is serious." She let out a small gasp.
Damien raised an eyebrow. "Do you care to share your idea with us?"
She shook her head. "Not yet. I need to think it through." She muttered, loud enough for them to hear.
May placed a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder. "Whatever you decide, we've got your back."
Georgia smiled gratefully. "Thanks, guys. I appreciate it."
The doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of the food Damien had ordered. He stood up, stretching. "I'll get it."
As he walked to the door, Georgia's mind raced with possibilities. She knew she had
