Georgia sat at her large desk, the soft hum of her laptop filling the quiet room. She stretched her arms out for a moment, rolling her shoulders to ease the tension that had built up.
“Alright, let’s get to it,” she muttered to herself, brushing a few loose strands of hair from her face.
Her fingers moved quickly over the keyboard as she began her research. The names of several companies filled her screen, companies that Mark had suggested as good partners for Brooks Enterprises, Georgia clicked through their websites one after another, reading about what they did, their strengths, their weak spots.
She frowned slightly, leaning closer as she scanned a page. “Too small,” she said under her breath, shaking her head. She clicked to the next. “Hmm… this one might work. Big enough, and they
