As soon as the text was sent, I set down my phone and tried to focus on the quarterly reports that were spread out on my desk.
The numbers were not adding up and it was driving me crazy.
For the past week, I had been going through the Sterling Enterprises' data, trying to understand how the company had gone from stable to well, not so stable, so quickly.
The reports that had been leaked to the Philadelphia Inquirer were bad enough but now, looking at the internal numbers, things were not just adding up.
My fingers drummed against the table as I pulled up another spreadsheet.
Two minutes later, I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache building.
Either Petyr had been hiding the company's true financial stare from everyone or someone had been manipulating the numbers.
But in that cas
