Hannah Garcia tried several times, but she couldn't get the telephone line connected.
So, she unplugged a nearby cable, cut it open with a knife, pulled out a few thin wires, and connected them to the phone line. She twisted hard...
Once everything was connected, Hannah picked up the phone. Hearing the dialing sound, she finally broke into a smile and couldn't help but say, "That's great!"
But just as she did, a voice came from behind her: "Good job, pretty girl! You've got some skills. What a shame, you won't get a chance to use them!"
Hannah turned to see a pair of small eyes that made her uncomfortable. The man was a stranger.
"Who are you?" Hannah asked calmly.
Autumn Nelson, seeing her in person, decided her dark blue school uniform skirt was especially enticing. Her eyes always had a slight smile, which would be even more charming when she laughed.
Her plump pink lips exuded the fragrance of a young girl. Seventeen years old, her figure was really quite appealing.
