The young woman got off the bus and tried to orient herself. Her gaze wandered uncertainly, then she studied her sketch, which she held in her hand. When she thought she knew in which direction she had to move, she put the note in the jacket pocket and set off.
Jenny lay on her bed and read in a book she had borrowed from the library the day before. A thrilling thriller should drive her the time. Even if the first chapters were rather long-winded, she did not want to give up and read. When the