Chapter 123

Harry felt a cold sweat trickling down his back as he scanned the crowd. Who exactly was Shirley? He only knew one thing—Shirley was a woman. But that didn't help much. The venue was teeming with women—seamstresses, company representatives, and industry veterans. All of them were seasoned professionals. The judges on stage weren't much different. They were all experts in the craft. Finding her in this sea of people would be like searching for a needle in a haystack. Even if she were right in front of him, he wouldn't know where to begin. As Leonard stepped forward and called for a revote, the room fell into a tense hush. No one was fooled. A revote meant something had gone horribly wrong with the first round of voting. But what, exactly? No one had the answers. As Leonard passed by, he shot a cutting remark, "I'll be reassigning your duties to someone else. From now on, you're back at entry level." Harry stood frozen, completely stunned. … From his seat in the audience, Ed