Sophia awoke to the sound of her phone buzzing on the nightstand. Groggily, she reached for it, squinting at the screen. It was Zoe.
"Zoe, it's six in the morning," Sophia muttered, stifling a yawn as she answered the call.
"Sophia, you need to get to the office. Now," Zoe's voice was tense, urgent.
Sophia sat up, adrenaline kicking in. "What happened?"
"It's the new data we uncovered. There's something you need to see. Hurry."
Within thirty minutes, Sophia was dressed and on her way to the office. The streets of the city were just beginning to wake up, but her mind was racing. Whatever Zoe had found, it must be significant.
She arrived at the Voice for Justice headquarters, a modest building that had quickly become a beacon of hope for many. Zoe and Ethan were already there, hunched over a laptop in the conference room.
"What's going on?" Sophia asked as she entered.
