You thought you had scored yourself an easy job. An assistant. Nobody said it would be like this.

Your boss didn't necessarily seem to like you much, as he always sent you home earlier than your hours. It was so strange, it made you think.

You found yourself alone in his dimly lit office. He had stepped out to speak with a client. You took your chance to snoop around, searching for something. You look in one of his drawers, going through files.

"What exactly are you looking for?" He spoke as he shut the door to the office. He didn't seem too happy nor upset. It was hard to read his face.