Suddenly furrowing her brows, Flossie Wright looked up and naturally met Bard Walker's scrutinizing gaze.
Underneath his calm gaze, was hidden evaluation and probing, as if he were trying to determine whether she had the desire, or perhaps evaluating if she possessed the ability.
And indeed, she who was usually decisive, hesitated due to this issue.
Sniper...
No doubt, it was a dull profession.
She used to enjoy hiding in the dark and sniping, and had deliberately chosen some snipers to train her, but all the aspects of the role were tedious. Sometimes, there was no chance to speak for days and nights. The anticipation, the torment, and unsettledness from excessive ennui. Although it seems like a cool occupation, to achieve all this requires strong mental strength and a reserved and silent personality. It was not an easy occupation to adapt to.
