Collector

Artur is very good at his job. He has charisma, charm and wit, but all deployed in the service of Machiavellian self-interest. Working late one night, between professional calls, he is also negotiating the final stages of a failed relationship and, in a nicely counterintuitive twist, monitoring the progress of a badly injured dog that he deposited with a vet earlier that day. He has compassion, it seems, but for animals rather than humans...