At a popular cafe downtown, Evelyn sits at a corner table with her hands encircling a steaming cup of coffee, the quiet buzz of the café filling the room.

Her heart heaves with the weight of the discussion she is going to have, she looks at the door every few seconds.

Her face lights up with a bright smile when Martha enters, but Martha's look remains reserved.

Without much ceremony, she walks over to the table and sits down, tapping the table lightly with her fingers.

Evelyn starts, "Thanks for meeting me," in a quiet voice.

Martha nods curtly. "Yeah, I assume that this is more than a casual invitation.”...