Mallory asked. “We’re close, but not close enough. Why?” “Because Foster is having site problems again, and I swear we need a new provider.” Sam swiveled back to her computer. “Let me see if I can speed things up a bit. Work my mojo.” “I’m counting on it,” Mallory told her. “Hunter, any movement on the Serenity ad for July?” Hunter slid off the kitchen counter. “I emailed the final product to you an hour ago.” “My bad. I haven’t had a second to even check.” She turned to Brooklyn, who was staring at the wall, meaning she was in creative mode. “Brooks, I don’t want to interrupt, but where are we with Foster’s cereal line?” “I’m staring at the wall, Mal. I’m working on it.” Mallory knew when to be patient. “That’s exactly what I was hoping for, but is it at all possible to stare at the wall just a tad bit faster?”
