Slate Mountain Man by Kate Gilead

Jessie:
My boss cancels my long-awaited holiday at a resort in Mexico to send me on a boring business trip.
The client is in some backwoods British Columbia boonies, where I’ll have to spend a few days info-gathering and documenting the operations there.
It’s not in my regular job description. But we need the business and we can’t spare anyone else.
Great. Instead of a trip featuring drinks on a sunny beach with my friends, I’m going to a quarry.
With…well, rocks. Yeah. Lots of rocks.
Sounds like party…not!

Slate:
I’ve planned and worked for years to get this quarry off the ground.
Part of my great-grandfather’s property, mining the rock deposits here was his fondest dream. He wanted a long-term legacy for his family.
But the Depression intervened and his plans turned to dust.
The property laid dormant for eighty years before it was passed down the line to me.
Times have changed and it’s my mission now. And I’ll be damned if I let the smug corporate vultures around here pick it clean. Why should I? They’re not the only game in town.
Turns out, my ancestor unknowingly left an ace in the hole for me.
And when I play it, Fate literally moves a mountain to make all my dreams come true.