He opened his browser, thumb tapping through airline apps. Flights flickered on the screen, Hong Kong, Seoul, Kuala Lumpur, but his eyes fixed on one word: Singapore.
A direct flight, departing in less than six hours hours. Economy was packed. Business class still had seats. The price tag was steep, but Timothy barely noticed it. He had made more money reselling cars in a week than the cost of this ticket. And compared to the numbers NVIDIA was throwing around, the fare might as well have been loose change.
Book now.
The confirmation email hit his inbox a second later.
He packed his things up and prepared to head to the airport. He booked a Grabcar and set the destination to NAIA terminal 3.
The Grabcar pulled up in front of his street, its hazard lights blinking. Timothy slid into the backseat with his backpack hugged close. The driver gave him a quick glance through the rearview mirror.
"NAIA Terminal 3, sir?"
"Yeah," Timothy answered shortly.
