John, the last of the three clerks to state their names, made sure that Micah wasn't going to say anything immediately.
"And the last guy back at the office is Trent, sir."
Micah nodded slightly.
"Jeb, John, Letty, and Trent. Got it."
Micah looked at Art.
"Did you guys tell them what they're going to do?"
"No, sir. We didn't want anyone to overhear and start spreading rumors before we're ready."
"A little too cautious. But good call."
Micah faced the row of people anxiously waiting to hear what was going on.
"Well then. I'll keep it short. You guys will be working in this café, and I trust you all to do a good job with this. And if you live up to that trust, you will naturally be rewarded. But I also want you to beware that failure to abide by the rules I set will lead to corresponding punishment."
