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 since this afternoon, I decided not to argue with or give him many more questions. I grabbed my sunglasses and hat from the back seat, then got out of the car and into the mini-market, following Ken.
It turned out he was walking down an aisle where shelves of instant noodles and snacks were lined up.
“Sir, let’s eat noodles and some sn
