Your fathers Funeral

"We have to go to your fathers funeral." He says as he picks up his briefcase and leads you out.

"Where is it?" I ask following to the front door.

"LA." He answers waking up to the Limo. "Michael this is Nelson your driver." He points to the man standing there. I stop in my driveway and think.

"Wait LA?" I ask. "What about work, what about my clothes?" I ask.

The man stops and looks at me. "What do you mean work? You are a billionaire you don't need to work, your new work is the image of the company." He says. "And as for clothes we will buy some in LA, your new assistant will sort it all out." He says getting into the front of the Limo. You go to follow him but Nelson stops you.

"Oh no Mr Doe the back is for you......and friends." He say as he opens the door. I nod and slide in seeing .

I slide in and sit down as the door closes and look at the bar when I see something out of the corner of my eye.....