Chapter 67 Sixty-seven

• That will be all for now." Becky dropped the marker she was holding on the long desk in front of her. "We will conclude the training tomorrow and the actual work starts next week, guys. Please get prepared." She announced.
• "Yes, Miss. Andrews," the eleven people sitting facing her chorused. "Peter, you were late, I hope all is fine," she faced a young lanky guy who was already on his feet.
• "Yes, everything is right, Miss. Andrews," he explained with a smile. "I'm sorry I came late. I took a quick nap before stepping out, and I overslept."