The ceiling fan whirred feebly, emitting a grating groan as it struggled to turn. Pushing open the door, Heather's gaze fell upon the figure behind the counter.,Jack's old man, realizing what had happened, roared with anger. He saw Heather slip into the storeroom and shook his head: "Pretty good kid, too bad he's got a big mouth.",Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!。