First day of wet work

*Knock* *Knock*

"Come in." Paul was drinking coffee at his desk in the early morning.

"You wanted to see me, father?" Laura stepped inside.

Paul frowned. "I told you to never call me that in the office."

"...Excuse me, Sir." Laura lowered her head.

A few moments later, Pauls' face eased. "You came in early again, that's good."

She nodded. "As you've always said: if one wants to succeed in this company, they need to arrive earliest and leave latest."

At her response, Paul showed a rare smile. "That's commendable that you listened." He hadn't noticed the dark circles under her eyes covered by makeup… "Well, the reason I've called you is I need you to take care of something for me. You remember that intern Benjamin Romero who we hired several days ago?"

Laura nodded. 'How could I forget…'