"You're going out to collect more evidence? Gianna asked Athena, incredulity ringing in her voice. "Haven't you collected enough?"
She eyed Athena as the latter donned a sleek black leather jacket over matching pants. The image before her resembled something straight out of a spy thriller, reminiscent of a CIA agent gearing up for a high-stakes mission.
"Honestly, I think you've gathered more than enough," She continued all the same, gesturing toward the mountain of files meticulously arranged on Athena's work table. "You even have video files, Athena. So, take a chill pill best friend. I think it's high time you take a break and spend some time with the kids. I'm sure they've missed you."
Gianna believed that after the whirlwind of Christmas festivities had subsided, Athena had transformed into an evidence-seeking zombie, neglecting her own well-being.
