“I’ve finished going over the offer from DEVCHECK,” Amanda went on, swiveling slightly in her grandfather’s big old chair. Her voice and the creak of the chair’s springs were the only other sounds, as it was Saturday and the assembly lines weren’t running. Amanda and Alyssa had come to the plant to talk without being overheard by Judson.
“And?”
“They aren’t doing us any favors, either,” she admitted, twirling a pencil between slender fingers. “But it’s by far the more attractive of the two offers.”
“That’s what I was afraid you’d say.” Alyssa turned back to the dreary scene beyond the window. “Is there any way we could recapitalize on our own?” She was clutching at straws and they both knew it.
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