Chapter 57
Louisa's POV
"I'm sorry... Where's Jack?"
The young man who stood at the entrance was in his early twenties.
He had a fair complexion, with cropped crew-cut brown hair and a pair of charcoal black eyes.
He was holding a toolbox in his hands and looking around.
When he saw the two giant salamanders, he jumped up while shouting, "Zowie guacamole! What is that?!"
Then, he threw his toolbox and ran out of the yard.
...
Darren and I looked at each other and felt very confused.
"Who's that guy? Who's Jack?" I asked.
Darren picked up the toolbox, opened and checked.
"I guess we can ask him when he comes back," he said.
"Are you sure he's coming back?" I asked.
Darren nodded and said, "Yes. These tools are very expensive."
Then, we heard a trembling voice from outside -
"Sir, could you please throw the toolbox out for me? I'll be on my way as soon as I get my toolbox."
I walked out of the gate and saw the young man pacing back and forth outside the fence.
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