The dawn was slowly approaching when Keyller stepped out of the car. The rain stopped and a cold breeze welcomed him as he stood outside a 24-hour supermarket he'd passed. There was an ATM machine outside, so he decided to draw cash, his salary from Trace.
After dealing with Stanford, Keyller leaves the mansion with Stanford's car. His mode of communication when he went there was already discarded; an old motorcycle.
After withdrawing cash, Keyller went next inside the supermarket. He was still wearing his bloody clothes and people kept looking at him. He looked filthy and, because of his bearded face, people were afraid of him. Some even tried to call the police, but Keyller just gave them a fierce look before they hid their phones away. He was thankful that it was not that crowded.
"What does that woman like to eat?" he asked himself, wondering what to buy. He walked towards the meat section, conflicted but at the same time excited. "Does she even know how to cook?"