C35 I like You!

To Mr. Whitehead, this kind of door lock was a piece of cake. He only needed a little tool to open it.

When Annette heard the footsteps leave, she thought that Toby had given up. She hummed a song in a good mood.

Toby stood at the door with the wire in his hand. He heard the singing in the room and smiled helplessly. He put away the wire in his hand, turned around, and left with light footsteps