Chapter 8
Owen ran a hand through his hair and leaned back, spinning in a slow circle in his chair. “I dunno. You think we can have this ready by next week?” he asked, spinning to face Derek who sat across from him at the conference table. It was Saturday afternoon and he’d been in the office all day. Derek had stopped in for a bit, and they were considering sending the latest design for their wind turbine project to the assembly team.
Derek shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not. I say let’s get started.”
“Okay. Let’s do it.”
Owen angled to face the computer screen and tapped a few keys to send the files off. “Perfect. Glad you stopped by today.”
Derek pushed his chair back and stood. “Good timing.” He leaned against the doorframe and eyed Owen. “Ivy’s fitting in great. The team loves her. Befo
