The next day things are...strangely normal. Edgar comes into work, and gets to work. The others do their usual slacking, and Shane watches from a distance, and snoops around. Did the boss maybe..say something? It's like nothing happened.

As strange as it was, Edgar tried to continue his work, fixing up the next vehicle so it'd be ready for tomorrow. Which he does, and then he heads home, let's Max out, gets a shower, and goes to bed.

When he wakes up, theres a message from work, or more like, a message from the boss.

'Come straight to my office this morning.'

Oddly the message sent a chill down his spine, but he wasn't quite sure why. He tries not to dwell on it, and heads straight into work, right to the bosses office. His hand freezes on the knob, then he slowly turns it, and enters.

Mr. Sach looks as serious as ever.

Edgar: "You wanted to see me sir?"

The sharp dressed man nods, and gestures for him to have a seat, which Edgar does.

Boss: "The vehicle you worked on yesterday was in parts this morning Mr. Wilson."

Edgars expression changes drastically. His eyebrows narrow, and he can feel the hair on his head sticking up from how pissed off he was. He starts to open his mouth but the boss raises a hand.

Boss: "I know you finished it."

Hm?

Edgar: "You..you do?"

Mr. Sach smiles a bit, a rare expression from him.

Boss: "I had video surveillance installed. So I was able to watch the culprit take apart all your work. They have been dealt with, fired. Lucky I didn't sue them for tampering with the vehicle in our care."

He had cameras installed. How clever, and how sneaky. Wait. That means, he saw everyone not working. Even Shane.

Boss: "It would seem you're my only real worker."

The two lock eyes for a moment, and Edgar feels like a million bucks. Finally. He's been noticed.

Boss: "I feel you've earned a spot as someone more..important, around here. I'd like for you to come with me to the conference being held. You know more about this shop than anyone else."

Edgar blinks a bit, not sure how to process all the sudden change piling up.

Boss: "We leave Wednesday morning. You will dress formally, and come straight to my office. Understood, Mr. Wilson?"

Edgar: "Y-yes sir."

Boss: "Good."

He smiles.