The rest of the drive was spent in comfortable silence, with Donovan checking up on work matters on his work pad, while Georgia looked out the window at the scenic landscape passing by, she watched as the scenery changed from the more populated dense areas, to the less dense areas with more expanse of greenery.
And after a while, they finally approached their destination. It was a modest-sized industrial complex surrounded by fields and patches of woodland, with a few tall structures rising up in the distance. The complex appeared busy, but not overwhelmingly large, with workers moving about purposefully and machinery humming with activity.
From her seat in the car, she could see the distinct sections of the facility, each probably serving a different function. It was quite impressive,
