Carole was sitting at her study table, home alone, on a cold and stormy night. Her parents had taken a flight earlier in the morning to Chicago as her grandmother had passed away. She had wanted to join her parents but had an important English exam the next day–which she could not miss.
The storm was getting worse by the minute and the wind was howling outside. All this noise made it very hard for her to concentrate. She was on the verge of dozing off when she was shaken alert by a sudden “Bang!” She dismissed it as a window which had been slammed shut by the wind.
She tried to concentrate on her books when she heard faint footsteps. Carole got out of her room and looked around when suddenly and without warning, she was grabbed by the neck. She tried to scream but it came out as a mere whimper as the intruder was pressing hard against her throat with his arm. She tried to free herself from his grip but to no avail.
“Give me all your money!” growled the man who had grabbed her from behind.
“There is no money! Please let me go!” cried Carole.
“Don’t LIE TO ME!” screamed the increasingly agitated man. She felt the man strengthen his grip around her neck. She said nothing and a few seconds passed by in silence. Suddenly the phone rang which startled both of them.
“People will get suspicious if I don’t answer the phone,” said Carole, with a controlled voice. The intruder let her go.
“Alright, but NO funny business, or ELSE!” said the nervous intruder. Carole walked toward the phone. She took a deep breath and calmed herself. She picked up the phone.
“Hey Carole! How’s the revision going?” said the caller.
“Hey Jenna. Thanks for the call. Hey you know those Science notes I lent you last week? Well I really need them back. It would be a great help to me. It’s an emergency, so if you could get them to me by tomorrow it would be great. Please hurry in finding the notes. I need to get back to my books now. Bye,” Carole said. She hung up the phone.
“It was wise of you not to say anything,” said the intruder, although he was more than a bit confused by her conversation.
“Now TELL ME WHERE THE MONEY IS KEPT!” screamed the thief.
“It’s in my dad’s room. The first room on the right. Third drawer,” said Carole.
“SHOW me!” said the man, and removed his grip around her neck. She took a big gulp of air and nearly fell. She swallowed hard and said a silent prayer. She walked slowly, in silence, toward her father’s room. All of a sudden, they heard police sirens. The intruder froze in his footsteps. He ran to the nearest window and jumped out of it.
Carole ran outside in time to see the intruder being escorted into the car. She saw Jenna and she ran toward her and hugged her.
“Smart kids,” said the policeman.
What had happened?