He had learned to keep quiet.
But this time, he couldn't help defending himself.
He wanted to say, their team might not be omnipotent, but they weren't powerless either.
Rowdy Brightwill hemmed and hawed on the phone, an unusual occurrence. Flossie listened in silence, a subtle smile curving her lips.
The dawn is breaking.
Flossie's uninteresting remark interrupted Rowdy's elaborate narration.
"Um... hmm,"
Rowdy made a vague response.
"Hey,"
"What?"
"About this mission…"
As the words were leaving her mouth, Rowdy interrupted her decisively, "Don't ask me, I won't say a thing!"
Flossie's lips twitched slightly.
After a pause, she said, "I just wanted to ask you something you could answer."
"What's your question?"
"You arranged this mission yourself, right?"
"..."
Rowdy clenched his teeth, remaining silent.
For no good reason, he felt somewhat nervous.
"You want to create the illusion of a 'real drug trafficking'?" This time, it was Flossie who was taken aback.
