"When's his next available slot?" she asked anxiously. The receptionist checked and said, "Half a month from now." Dora's heart sank to her stomach. Just then, the elevator doors slid open and a man and a woman walked out. The man was Martins! He was dressed in a custom black suit, looking like the top 1% of society. The woman, on the other hand, was unknown to Dora. She looked about thirty years old and was extremely sexy. Martin's eyes met Dora's, but he acted as though he didn't know her and escorted the client to the door. He shook hands with the woman and said goodbye. The woman said coquettishly, "If it weren't for you, Mr. Dark, I wouldn't have gotten a cent out of my ex-husband! You have no idea how stingy he was with me after he got his mistress..." Martins smiled faintly. "All part of the job." The woman then looked him up and down and asked, "Mr. Dark, would you like to join me for a drink tonight?" Dora looked at the beautiful woman and thought that no ordinary man could refuse her. But Martins was no ordinary man. He glanced at his wristwatch and politely refused. "I'm afraid I have an appointment tonight." The woman wasn't an idiot. She knew that he wasn't interested in her and was just polite enough not to say it outright. She said goodbye to him, got in the car, and left. Now that the woman was gone, Martins went straight to the front desk and asked Dora, "Have you changed your mind?"
