Jack pointed towards a large, imposing house, "This is the one. The old battle-axe who lives there has been driving us crazy with her complaints about our noise."
The men nodded, and they swiftly made their way towards the house. With ease, they picked the lock and entered, treading softly towards the living room. There, they found their target - a stern-looking woman with her hair in a tight bun.
Agnes looked up in surprise as the men entered the room. "What the devil is going on here?" she demanded, her voice quivering with indignation.
Jack stepped forward, a mischievous glint in his eye. "We're here to teach you a lesson, old lady," he said, a playful insult intended to rile her up.
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