I wait in front the building that was settled. I see a car stop next to me and I'm thinking if I'm getting kidnapped or not.

I see a taller man with lighter hair and glasses get out of it. He fixes his suit and looks at me.

He smiles and walks my way.

"Hello, I'm Lorence Castillo. Mr. Bonnet's assistant at work and now ... personal, I suppose." He puts his hand out for me.

"Oh, hello, sir. I'm Atila." I say, "A-Atila Morel. His boyfriend's brother."

"Yes, I know who you are. You work at our company too. Is the work good?"

"Yes." I say a bit shyly. Why am I shy? I'm never like this.

"I hope Mr. Bonnet, ehm, Lars told you about everything. I don't want to get into any awkward situations here." He moves his glasses.

"Yeah, he explained it," I nod, "don't worry. I'm happy you're helping me.! Me and ... Soren." I cough.

"Well, I follow orders, but I think this is a very private personal matter for you and you would be glad if it was solved."

"I would! I- I really want to meet my father."

"but you do realize that it may not work out?"

"Yes, of course. The same with everything, right?"

"Right. Shall we?"

"Ehm, yeah." I follow behind him.

***

"So, you are how old?" I try to start the conversation.

"I'm twenty five." He moves his glasses.

"Really? Only?" I turn to him.

"Well, sorry but do I look old?" he frowns.

"No, not like that. You just look so ... grown and smart."

"You can me young and smart, Mr. Atila."

"I know. I meant since you are Lars' assistant."

"Well, may I refresh your memory of Lars being only twenty eight and having such empire. I can surely be twenty five and work for him and don't worry about my abilities.

I finished high school a year earlier with the best marks and I have two colleges."

"Two?" I say shocked."

"Yes. Two. So I'm think of myself as a very smart person and my age is only a number."

"Well, I guess it is then." I say shocked. 2 colleges! He must be so smart !!!

***

We enter the hall and rings a bell at the receptionist.

"Hello." She smiles at us, "how may I help you?"

"Yes, well , we have a very personal matter and I'm not sure if you could help us, we thought we will try.

Do you have ehm, birth certificates from let's say twenty years back?"

"Of course. We have everything since the start of this hall. Which was eighty years ago."

She nods, "but I will need your ID's."

*

She takes us to the back room where there are so many book shelves with files, papers, blocks, boxes.

So many treasures.

She searches the years and pulls out one of the files.

"We need to search my names so it will take a while ... "