Rachel's POV
The knock on my door made me pause from the reports I was staring at.
"Come in," I called.
Jennifer entered with her tablet, looking excited about something. I started to smile, her excitement rubbed off on me before I even knew what she was about to say.
"Ms. Horton, I wanted to bring something to your attention. There's a major skiing competition being held this Saturday at Mountain Ridge Resort. It's a professional event, but they're also accepting entries from advanced amateur skiers."
I looked up with interest. "A skiing competition?"
"Yes. It's going to be heavily attended by sponsors, media coverage, industry professionals. I thought you might be interested, given your background in competitive skiing."
My mind started working immediately.
A skiing competition.
