Almost in that instant, frantic footsteps and the clanging of pots and pans reverberated in the kitchen, making it as chaotic as it was during the day.
With a "click," Flossie Wright switched on her flashlight, the bright beam immediately illuminating the entire kitchen. In the harsh light, several sneaky silhouettes were distinctly visible, and a few familiar faces full of surprise and guilt appeared before her.
Oh, and two old acquaintances.
With all the regular team members out, all that remained were these inexperienced rookies who didn't understand the rules.
In fact, if they hadn't eaten, all they had to do was talk to Mr. Lin. Nobody would starve them. Yet, these people were so unruly, performing their clandestine activities as slyly as possible.
Looking at those buns they held, stolen right under their nose, Flossie's eyes flickered slightly.
Damn it, they stole her late-night snack too!
"Sneaking around?"
