On a very hot day, you see a gray Mercedes AMG GT parking in front of the garage. A super tall, muscular man in a white 3-button unbuttoned shirt and black pants comes out cursing between his teeth. His lips hold a lit cigarette and sweat runs down his forehead… his cheeks are slightly reddish.

His blue eyes falling on you.

"I need you to fix my air conditioner. Now." his voice thundered with impatience and authority... It seems that this man is very rich, tough and maybe even bossy...