Jasmine James - Home Invasion 2021

The rain hammered the windows of the small, weather‑worn house on Willow Lane, turning the night into a blur of water and darkness. Inside, Jasmine James sat cross‑legged on the couch, a mug of tea cooling in her hands as she skimmed through the last page of the mystery novel she’d been devouring all week. The house was quiet except for the occasional pop of a distant thunderclap and the soft hiss of the radiator.

Jasmine nodded, breathing hard, the tremor in her voice barely audible. “He’s restrained. He won’t get far.” jasmine james - home invasion