Tiago was excited. And nervous.

Today was his first day at the new law firm. It didn't help that this was the biggest and most well known firm in all of New York, a lot of popular lawyers working for it. He was hoping that he would be recognized in a few years as popular or a great lawyer.

He straightens his tie, and enters the building. It was busy, clean, cool, and modern. The furniture was simple but classy, everyone walking around dressed in suits or fancier office wear. He tightens his grip on his briefcase, walking to the elevator and going up to the 12th floor. The building was made nearly 100% of glass, giving all the workers and clients an excellent view of the city below, especially from the 12th floor. He's barely out of the elevator when he hears a voice.

"Tiago Gonzalez?"