"Why don't you tell him you need it in a few days? It'll cost you a fifth of the price," Liam suggests.

I stare out the window at the icy snow and the buildings gleaming with lights. "Liam, I don't care what it costs. I want permits, and I want them today. Go grease the fat bastard, and let me know when it's done."

"All right, boss," he concedes and hangs up.

I text him.

Me: I'm sending you plans. I need them fitted to the current space.

Liam: On it.

I email him the plans that Georgia's designer made.

I call the company I use for our logos. Normally my assistant does this, but I'm not leaving this to anyone.

The receptionist answers, "Dallas Logos. This is Sabrina. How may I help you?"

"Hi, Sabrina. This is Sebastian Cartwright. I need to talk to your boss."

She clears her throat. "Yes, Mr. Cartwright, just a moment. Can you hold, please?"

"Yep," I reply.

Not long passes before her boss, Mark, answers. "Sebastian, what's going on?"

"I just emailed you a logo with the materials I want it made with. How long will it take? And don't tell me a few months," I demand.

"Well, everything can be done for a price," he dangles in front of me.

"I don't care what it costs, Mark. I need it, and it's got to happen soon," I state.

"Worst-case scenario is probably a week. For a price, of course."

"Of course," I sneer, then pull up the calendar on my phone. A week gives me enough time. Still, I tell him, "A week's pushing it, Mark. I want it before then."

He concedes, "Maybe five days, Sebastian, but you have to understand. Some things need to sit and cool off before we can attach other materials to them. Five days is the soonest possible if you don't want it falling apart."

"Fine. Get it done," I instruct.

"Done. Since I have you on the phone—"

"Call my office. Bye," I interject and hang up.

I send an email to my legal team to start the process of franchising Georgia's concept. I attach the documents they'll need and tell them to put it in her name. I start to write Peach, then pause.

I don't debate long. Her name's not legally changed yet, but I still put Georgia Peach Cartwright on it.

I spend the next hour making plans for the rest of the day. There's a Santa Claus hunt in the downtown area. It has thirteen hidden hologram Santa Clauses around the city, and you walk around trying to find them. When Georgia and I read about it, she stated it would be fun.