14
Jagger
My pen taps on the desk, my mind momentarily far away from Greg’s rambling on about which author he thinks we should reach out to. The new division is a slow process because I’m much different than my father. I don’t believe in being a dictator. I want my team to love the project as much as I do, so they need to be invested in our goal. Today is Greg’s day to pitch where he thinks we should focus our attention. He’s a sci-fi lover, so he tosses us each a book. I pick it up, the glowing spotlight from a spaceship intriguing me.
“My only concern with sci-fi is that there’s so much on the market right now,” Trina argues, pushing up the rim of her glasses.
“Name some,” I say. “Movies or television.”
“Resident Evil, Star Wars, not to mention all the Justice League and superhero c
