It was the crack of dawn when the security guard of Evans-soft straightened up watching the young Mr. Robinson's car as it parked in its usual space. The guard's mouth fell open, he had the first newspaper of the day in his hands, and he had just read the news about the owner of the company he worked in, Cynthia Evans, getting married to the son of a big boss in said company.
The groom was a big boss himself there too! So why was said big boss here... on the morning that followed his wedding night?!
The guard quickly decided that this was none of his business, rich people had a strange life. Normal people such as himself shouldn't bother with all that. He loved working in this company, and he was not going to jeopardize the path he was on by starting some weird gossip about the big bosses. He straightened up some more looking as sharp as he could, and he waited for the young Mr. Robinson to make an entrance.
