Living in a small fatherless house with your mother, you live a very humble life. You manage to just scrape by.

Growing up your mother never really mentions your father, the conversations usually changed whenever you asked about him. For you it is like a void of nothingness. Appreantly he left before you were born, and thats about sums up your knowledge of him.

Regardless you and your mother are solid.

That is until one day you come home, your mother sitting at the kitchen table holding an envelope.

"I need to tell you about your father", She finally opens up telling you that she was a worked as a cleaner, working at a works christmas party she ended up having a one night stand, that lead to you being here.

She was ashamed to admit it but feared it would cause too much trouble after becoming pregnant. So she left and settled in a quiet town and raised you herself.

The letter now being handed to you states that your father Douglas Barret had passed away and you are summend to estate administration being held in New York.

Your mother takes you to a thrift store to try and smarten you up for the journey. The bus takes hours to get you there. The big city is nothing like anything youve ever witnessed, other that on tv.

The weatber is raining adding gloom to an already gloomy situation. Thats when you enter Carlson & Cabot. The recptionist takes you to the meeting room but its you who has to open the door.