Pedro, Roxi and Kayla stand next to each other in the high heat out in the “yard”. The yard is her blacktop just outside the hangar that leads onto the tarmac in one direction and out into the dirt road back from where they came. It’s the only way in and out of her facility and needs to make a statement here.
It’s hot and the blacktop bakes the soles of the shoes that some hadn’t prepared for. This job wasn’t just clerical and they did not yet have air conditioning. Hiring someone that wasn’t prepared for being outside in this particular state could go home right away. They weren’t needed. She even threw a look at two of them and nodded them off the line with nothing more to say than just that.
Kayla takes her time scanning over the group before her, knowing full well there would only
