THIRD PERSON POV
Zora searched the cabinet furiously. She seemed to be looking for something, "C'mon__ where did you drop that file, Zora?" She growled at herself in frustration. She placed a hand on her waist and the other on her face, she had searched the entire closet and desk in the tiny office for the tenth time and she still couldn't find that file.
A whole hour went by with no progress. She glanced down at the different files piled up on her table. Ugh.
"Zora!" The voice of Frank echoed through the room.
"What do you want now?" She asked her tone calm but impatient and stressed.
"You honestly need to come see for yourself right now," Frank said.
"Frank, I have told you all that you need to know and how to go about with all customers, you can't always have me to help you arou
