Mitch paced. It was just after six in the morning and he was alone in the office.
The best time to get things done, even if Charlie’s not happy I’m M.I.A from bed so early.
The best time to get things done, even if Charlie’s not happy I’m M.I.A from bed so early.It was so quiet he could hear the clock ticking on his office wall. He knew John Windsor would be in at seven; another early riser. Other floors and departments had random activity going on, but not his.
Mitch logged into his laptop and opened the file from John. He set the images on slideshow and projected them full-size onto the adjacent white wall in his office. He stood up and watched them, concentrating on each shot.
Nothing.
Nothing.He hit the button and started again. Mitch put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants
