Although it was snowing, she knew that she had to hurry up and make it to the back of the town hall in time. If she did not then Loki was truly going to kill her, she tried her best to make up for what she owed him but nothing was going according to plan.
The cold kept creeping into her jacket but she did not care, because if she did not fulfill her obligations then the cold would be the last of her worries. The last thing she wanted was to end up in a body bag and then transported onto a silver slat with a tag attached to her toe.
Her phone rang and out of fear she struggled to pull it out of her pocket but in the end she pulled it out of her pocket. The caller Id was unknown and she hated answering unknown numbers.
“Hello, is this Loki?” She asked him, hoping that it was him.
“Where
