Part-149

  James was filled with gratitude. He had expected a long and difficult versation, but Toya had agreed to help without aation.

  "Thank you," he said sincerely. "I won't let you down."

  Toya simply replied, "Just don't mess this up," before hanging up.

  After school, James, Ryan, and Sourov met Toya at the school exit as poya stood there, her arms crossed, her expression a mix of annoyand curiosity. She g Ryan and Sourov, her eyes narrowing.

  "So, you want to ask about my grandmother, too?" she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

  Sourov, taken aback by her direess, scratched his head nervously. "Yeah, I guess," he mumbled.

  Toya rolled her eyes. "Don't try to impress me," she said bluntly. "Just be straightforward."

  Sourov nodded, feeling a little embarrassed. "Sorry about that," he apologized.

  Ign him, Toya turo James. "Follow me," she said, her tone leaving no room fument.

  Without another word, she turned and began walking away. The three boys exged puzzled gnces before following her.

  They walked for several minutes until they reached a modest apartment building oskirts of the city. Toya stopped in front of the building and turo face them.

  "This is where our family live, with my grandmother," she said simply. "e in."

  The trio followed her into the building, their curiosity piqued. They were finally going to meet the woman at the ter of their iigation.

  As they ehe apartment, they were greeted by the warm aroma of home-cooked food. An elderly woman, with kind eyes and a gentle smile, was sitting on the couch, watg television.

  "Grandma, these are my friends," Toya introduced them.

  The old woman stood up and greeted them with a warm smile. She had a kind and weling aura about her, and the boys immediately felt at ease.

  "Please, sit down," she said, gesturing towards the living room. "Would you like some tea?"

  As they sat down, they couldn't help but feel a sense of uhey were about to ask this kind old woman about a serious crime, and they k wouldn't be easy.

  But they were determio find the truth, no matter how difficult it might be.

  James deed the offer of tea, feeling a bit awkward. He wasn't sure how to start the versation about the online scam without upsetting Mrs. Rahman.

  As they sat in silence, Mrs. Rahman looked at James with a thoughtful expression. "You look familiar," she said, her voice filled with curiosity.

  James hesitated for a moment before responding. "I helped you a few days ago," he said, referring to the i at the market.

  Mrs. Joya Rahman then g Toya, who nodded in response.

  Mrs. Rahman's face lit up with reition. "Oh, yes! You're the young man who saved me from those thugs," she excimed, her eyes filled with gratitude. "I haven't had a ce to thank you properly because of a certain someone."

  She gnced pointedly at Toya, who snorted and looked away. "Grandma, we're not here to talk about that," she said impatiently.

  Mrs. Rahman ignored her granddaughter's interruption. "Thank you again for your help," she said to James. "You're a good young man."