"That’s because you were locked in a cold room by that criminal," Caleb said. Jasmine pulled away from him.
"Where are we?" she asked, looking around the room at the wooden sculpture that was lying on the table.
"We are in a stranger's house. She helped us when I ran out of the owl tattoo guy’s house with you. He is ruthless. He even threatened to lock the two of us in the cold room. I am glad you are alright." he replied.
"Oh, now I remember. Thank you." Jasmine said, and started coughing continuously. The old lady made her way into the house, smiling widely at them.
"Take a seat. Let me get some tea for the both of you," the old woman said, and sauntered to the kitchen.
"She is so nice. Where did you find her? She reminds me of my grandma." Jasmine remarked and sat on the couch, adj
