Ryan's POV
I turned around in time to see the man crouching down to pick the bill. When he stood back with the bill, he saw me staring at him. He came to me with a fake smile to hide his embarrassment.
"I was about to call you to give this back." He said giving the money. I took it and deposited it in his pocket and said,
"You will get more if you help me." I whispered in his ear. I took out my card and slipped it inside his pocket. It's the card I had printed with just my first name and number. I had printed that card when I was in New York doing my bachelor's in art. I wanted to be known in my name and not as a Dumont when I become a renowned artist in future.
"I will wait for your call." I said and walked away.
I hope it works and he calls me back. I hopped inside the cab and went
