All breeds of panic had overwhelmed her. Without the quilt, it was impossible to get past the gates of the high house. Without the letter, she'd be failing Butler Bealfire and would not be keeping her part of the deal.
What in the world was going on?
She had the two objects in her hands. She was clutching them tightly even when she was about to alight the bus. She remembered how she held it closer to herself up to the point when the divine persons on the bus paved way for her. Yes, she had it with her up to that point until...
That crazy fellow grabbed her waist and stated with confidence, the nonsensical words. She had been taken aback by the sudden change in him and for a while there, she lost some of her senses and herself in general.
Then, he had freed her after saying. "You will find me and you will tell me where you are headed. Mark my words."
Yes, if she wasn't mistaken, those were exactly the words he spewed.
