Her phone buzzed.
She glanced down and saw Georgia’s name on the screen. Just a short message.
"We're getting things rolling. Be prepared."
Lily stared at the message for a second, and something in her shoulders relaxed.
She put her phone away, turned slightly towards the mirror, and smiled faintly at her reflection.
Let them laugh. She wouldn’t be the underdog for much longer.
A RESTAURANT: AFTERNOON
The soft clink of cutlery and low murmur of distant conversations filled the warm air. Georgia sat by the window, her blazer folded neatly over her chair, a glass of water untouched in front of her. She glanced at the time, then back at the restaurant entrance.
A few minutes later, a young woman walked in, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. She wore a fitted green d
