The jeweler woman led me into her shop, it looked different from what I expected it to be. It was beautiful and plush.
There were more than four glass shelf's filled with different jewelry of different type and shapes. It looked more like a museum for jewelries alone.
Aside the shelf's, there were mannequins lined up from one part of the store to another with expensive jewelries on them.
The woman on the counter bowed the moment we stepped in. "Faith, bring our guest something to drink, we'll be in the special room." The girl called faith bowed again before walking away.
"This place is quite different." I said and she nodded.
"The place we came from is the back door so that I can participate in the black market. And the front is for normal people." She explained and I nodded in understanding.
But isn't the black market a place to sell illegal and rare things?
