Bismuth

A word

The two girls looked up to see their boss, Alexander Hambu.
"To my office" Mr.Hambu says in an agitated voice "And hurry up,"
The two girls quickly scurry after Mr.Hambu into his office, Persephone staying calm while Bareea looks panicked, fidgeting with her necklace. They sat on two velvet chairs in front of his desk. It was fairly clean due to only having some documents and a computer and phone on it. Mr.Hambu sits in front of them, his hands clasped together with his arms on his desk, leaning forwards before speaking.
"I'm firing you both unless you get a case by tomorrow"
The two girls gawk at Mr.Hambu before he continues,
"We're losing business because of you two, so either you get a case within one day, and solve it the next, you'll be fired with no pay," He states the last part as his ginger hair covers one of his eyes. Persephone stands up, fuming,
"You can't fire us, you NEED us! We do almost all the paperwork, clean EVERYTHING and stay after hours doing our own paperwork! And all you give us is under minimum wage!" flames seeming to dance in her eyes in her angry state. Only moments later a sharp sound fills the room as Persephone falls over, feeling a stinging pain in her left cheek. Mr.Hambu had slapped her with the back of his hand, leaving a red mark that was sure to bruise later. Persephone lightly places her hand where she had been slapped, wincing from the pain before speaking, much to Bareeas' trepidation as she hurried over to check her friends cheek.
"Fine, in two days we'll get to solve a case!"
Bareea looks at her friend with adoration and dread.