After getting the gist, Flossie Wright turned her body to face the uninhabited side.
All she could hear were curses directed at mercenaries.
When Flossie Wright lifted her eyes, a faint emotion flickered through her glossy black eyes and vanished in an instant, leaving nothing behind.
Everyone has their own stance.
Had it been her own people, they would have probably turned the entire SWAT team upside down.
Many times, controlling strength meant controlling the right to speak.
That's what she was thinking.
And then, she let it go.
"Still eating?"
As the discussion faded, Flossie suddenly heard a cold voice asking.
Opening her eyes and looking sideways, she saw Nancy Phillips passing her a piece of chocolate.
Flossie glanced doubtfully at Nancy Phillips.
Frowning, Nancy Phillips avoided her gaze and explained in a flat voice, "You still need to eat."
"Thanks," replied Flossie, raising an eyebrow and taking the chocolate.
Their journey continued without conversation.
