Jason chose to remain at the Villa for the next four days rather than return immediately to Downtown. The idea of sleeping within its walls, walking through its quiet spaces, and allowing the atmosphere to settle around him would grant a deeper sense of connection to the place. More importantly, it would help him determine what improvements could be made. Before anything else, however, he needed supplies, enough to sustain him comfortably during his stay. The kitchen was well-furnished but empty, and he had no intention of surviving on snacks or bottled water.
He picked up his phone from the counter, searched for the nearest grocery store, and located one about thirty minutes away by car. A local taxi service operated nearby, so he ordered a ride and waited by the front gate. The driver arrived within twenty minutes, a middle-aged man who greeted him with polite curiosity.
"You're staying at that place up there?" the driver asked as he started the engine.
