CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY NINE: WORK

Anna’s boutique had been thriving for months, and she took immense pride in the stylish and unique clothing she offered her customers. Her store had become a beloved part of the community, a place where people could find beautiful garments and accessories, and where Anna had cultivated a loyal customer base. But, as with any business, not everything could go smoothly forever. One chilly Monday morning, Anna arrived at the boutique early, ready to prepare for a busy week ahead. She unlocked the door and stepped inside, only to be greeted by a pungent, musty odor. The air felt damp, and a quick glance around the store revealed patches of discoloration on the ceiling tiles. Her heart sank as she realized that they had a serious problem. “Water damage,” she muttered to herself, her mind racing. “How did this happen?” She rushed to the back of the store, where the storage room was located. Boxes of inventory were stacked neatly against the walls, but to her dismay, some of them were soak