The dinner rush was in full swing. Customers filled nearly every table. Plates clattered. Conversations overlapped. And Hannah moved quickly between tables carrying trays while trying to keep up with endless orders. She looked exhausted, but she still smiled at every customer. Marcus noticed that immediately, not because he admired kindness, because he understood how trust worked.
kind people were easier to manipulate. He chose a table in Hannah’s section. The moment she approached, he offered a warm smile. “Good evening.” “Hi,” Hannah replied politely. “What can I get for you?” As she wrote down his order, Marcus carefully studied her. There was no greed in her eyes, no ambition for luxury, no interest in expensive things.
that matched everything he had learned and that made his plans slightly more complicated. People who wanted money were easy to influence. People who cared about family were harder. Still, Marcus was patient. Patience had earned him fortunes before. It would work again. After dinner, he left an unusually large tip.
