After an hour, Don finally saw a building where he was supposed to be. It had a symbol on the wall which appears only where the client lives. The blonde man sensed the client on the ground floor.

Fortunately for Don, the client was outside her apartment room, crying, and sobbing hysterically. The lady heard his footsteps and looked at him with caution. "Who are you? Please, I don't have money yet. I was robbed and--"

"No. I'm not here to burden you," Don responded before he bowed and smiled amicably. "Greetings. I heard you needed a big change in your life?"

The woman stood up with an aghast gasp, "How did you know? Are you the devil?"

Don shook his head with a light chuckle. "No, no. He's a very busy man. I came under his behalf."

"Okay..but I don't think I want to..."

Don gazed at her piercingly in the eyes, which made her train of thought stop. He saw her darkest secrets in her tired hazel eyes. "What's your name, Madame?"

"Lindsey..."

"Lindsey, you poor thing. Aren't you tired of having to work in filthy clubs? Dancing for pigs, exposing and selling your poor body to hungry wolves? Just so you can sustain your children?"

Lindsey's eyes widened in surprise and glimpsed at the ground from shame. "H-how did you know what I do for a living?" She asked with pure disbelief and concern. 

"Lindsey, my poor dear, Don't fear. I can help you. You won't need to do these horrible things anymore. I know you hated it, and I can offer you to escape this horrible situation." Don said cordially. 

Lindsey's teary eyes lit up. "How?"

The blonde man snapped his fingers and pulled out a contract from nowhere. He pulled out a pen from his sleeves. 

"Just a sign will do, Madame. Easy as that."

She hesitantly took the contract and glanced at the strange man in front of him.

"I don't think this is worth it."

Don paused to think, evaluating her secrets and life in just a blink of an eye. "Madame, don't you want to see the regret and jealousy of your husband's face as you live in fortune? It's not fair he lives properly after leaving you with your son."

Her eyes became filled with realized hatred and hunger for revenge. "Alright. I will do it."

Don smiled in success. He knew where just to hit their weak spot. "Give me your hardworking and tired hands, Madame."

He shook her hand and abruptly pricked her fingers with the sharp needle pen. 

"Ouch!" Lindsey yelped in pain. 

Don handed her the object. "Here."

The woman hastily accepted it and wrote her signature. Don took the contract and bowed again. 

"Pleasure doing business with you. Tomorrow, your life will change according to your favor. I guarantee it."

"Really?"

"Of course! I am a man of my word."

"I hope you do. But what is the exchange?"

A loud door squeak startled her. She turned around to her son who appeared behind the door. "Mom? Who are you talking to?"

The woman returned her eyes to where he used to stand. She looks around for a single trace of the Red Baron, but he disappeared into thin air.