Paul stepped out of his office and headed to the board room for a meeting. He checked his watch to make sure he wasn't late or too early.
"Right on time." He mumbled and he pushed the door open. The entire room was empty, did he miss the way? Was he in the wrong room?
As he stepped backwards to leave the room the seat at the head of the long table turned around and he met face to face with his father. His eyes widened and he turned around to run out of the room.
"Paul!" His father's voice boomed and he halted in his track.
He turned back to face his father, bowing immediately. "Have you been well father? It's been a while." He said.
"Aren't you supposed to be having a meeting? Where are you going?" His father asked.
Paul stood up straight. "I know right, I'm going for my meeting, it appears I've come to the wrong place." He stated with a tight smile. "So then..."
"Come. Sit, we need to talk." His father ordered firmly.
