#Arnotvilled Black Market
The store owner took Kim’s photo and gave her a piece of paper with an address.
Kim seemed very interested. She moved near the lady and suspiciously looked around. Then she took her face near the story owner woman and whispered. “You seem to know my taste! It is expensive but very uncommon. Like imported-expensive-uncommon… You know what I mean, right?”
The store owner, a lady in her mid-forties, chuckled. “I do… I do…”
She came out from the back of the counter.
She looked around and then whispered in Kim’s ear. “Look! I need to take you there. The store owner will only attend to store owners like us. If we introduce someone, he will take the customer. Otherwise, it will be impossible to even find that man. You may find the store, but the store owner will not bring out the goods. You need to follow me from a distance. Don’t ask any questions; just follow me and do what I do. If I stop somewhere, you stop too, but at a distance.”