Trisha approached a few of the workers around the site, her face set with determination. "Hey, can you tell me where Jazlyn lives?" she asked one of them. They gave her curious glances but quickly pointed her in the right direction.
She continued asking around, collecting bits of information as she went. Finally, someone directed her to a small residential area not far from the site. Armed with the address, Trisha quickly walked away. She hoped that finding Jazlyn and having a candid conversation might reveal crucial details about the situation.
As Trisha approached Jazlyn's place, she felt anxious. She really needed Jazlyn to be open to meeting with her. The idea of confronting her, especially given the situation, was daunting. Trisha couldn't help but worry about whether Jazlyn would be willing to talk or if she'd shut her down.
