Nervously fiddling with her curly hair, she told Jasper everything that had just happened.

He let out a breath of smoke and stared into the chandelier for a long time.

“Mr. Anderson..." Donna said, when he hadn't said anything for a while.

"What should we do next?"

She was afraid. It was no secret that Jasper was bad-tempered, cunning and unscrupulous. She became more worried the longer he remained silent.