The day had started. And so had her plan.
***
The wind tugged softly at Georgia's hair as she cruised down the main road, her hands firm on the wheel of the black Lamborghini Aventador. The engine purred under her, smooth and strong, while a few other cars whizzed past in the opposite direction. She glanced in her rearview mirror and spotted the black SUV that held her new bodyguard and secretary.
With a smirk pulling at the corner of her lips, she pressed her foot gently on the brake before easing it off and hitting the gas. The car shot forward in a flash, passing a white sedan and a small red car like they were standing still.
"I hope you know the way," she murmured with a teasing smirk, not that they could hear her.
As she switched lanes and rounded a bend, she looked in her side
