"That's true,"
Bard Walker expressed his agreement.
The old man of the Wright Family had served in the military and was familiar with the current state of the Forces. Serving in a regular unit usually meant there was no need to worry about life-threating situations.
But—
In their line of work, surviving and rescuing others in the unpredictable sea always involved risking their lives.
No one could guarantee that a few years later, they could return a living Flossie Wright to the old man.
It's not that they feared the probable, but the improbable.
What if something unforeseen happened to Flossie Wright?
Moreover, Flossie Wright was a woman. There was no need to assign her the arduous mission of protecting the people.
"Let's not worry for now," Bard Walker said soothingly after a long contemplation, "The final outcome still depends on her decision."
"Yes,"
Ella Pemberton nodded heavily.
The ultimate decision in this matter still lay with Flossie Wright.
