Josh flipped through the two dozen pages covered in Melanie’s sloppy cursive and some sketched charts that he’d have to ask her about, though two of them might have been a workload analysis. Then he went back to the first page and began reading.
Analysis of Perrin’s Glorious Garb business structure and present standing in cash and orders. It was bigger than he thought, though some of the numbers were really wonky. He noticed that Melanie had returned from her bedroom and stood in her doorway looking at him still seated at the dining table studying her work.
“Did she really only have a manager and a shop clerk and herself until yesterday?”
“Day before, I helped her interview and hire two seamstresses.”
“I don’t know fashion, but she looks really understaffed.”
“She was. Still is,” Mela
