Jay’s POV

Later that night, Ken took me to a mini-market in front of a hotel. He invited me in.

“Sir, let’s go inside,” he asked.

“What for? Didn’t you say you wanted to show me something?” I asked, confused.

“Take it easy. This is all part of the process I’ve set up. Don’t forget to wear sunglasses and a hat so we won’t be recognized. Let’s go out and buy something. Trust me,” he replied.

To fulfill the curiosity that had been peaking ...