The winter sun was brilliant, but it only had a cold temperature.
Anna Jadwin's hands were frozen like carrots, so she rubbed them vigorously.
When she came to her senses, she realized more than three hours had passed, and the item had not been found.
She had looked around every open space near the window, and all the remaining un-melted snow had been searched. Maybe it had already been picked up by the servants?
Anna Jadwin felt unwilling to give up; what if it was still lying in some corner waiting for her?
Footsteps in the snow grew closer.
Anna Jadwin squinted and saw five or six sturdy men walking towards her, their faces cold and ruthless, their desires capturing her gaze, closing in—
She reached into her bag to grab her phone, but the battery was dead.
Without time to think, her first thought was to flee...
...
Like hawks, the five men quickly spread out, easily trapping her.
All of Anna Jadwin's escape routes were blocked, leaving her no choice but to run back.