Rada reached for her phone and started typing. “So I’ll reach out to the consulate and start looking for manufacturing space near your villa in Carcassonne?”
“Sounds good.” Lennon nodded and pulled himself together. “I think you’ll have better luck finding space in Narbonne or Perpignan, so someplace along the corridors between Carcassonne and those two cities would be ideal. Um, HR won’t think there’s anything too weird if we start looking into international relocation expenses because that’s something we’ve done before.”
“Sounds good. I’ll figure out what we need and take it from there.” She stood up and let herself out of the lab.
Ben closed the door behind her. “You okay?”
“I’m fine.” Lennon exited the lab, closed it behind him, and headed for his chair. “It was a kind of challenging conversation, but it needed to be had.”