A casual voice, yet it successfully mocked Adelaide.
Adelaide immediately choked, that tongue was pretty sharp.
"Let's get to business," Adelaide changed the topic directly, and said, "When do you need it?"
"When will the target show up?" Flossie Wright asked.
"Tomorrow night at ten." Adelaide answered truthfully.
In their line of work, they had special information channels, even the police might not get information as quickly as they did.
Even though she had been here for less than a week.
"Find me tomorrow night at nine."
"What should I do?"
After a slight pause, Adelaide asked rather curiously.
The Gun belonged to Flossie; therefore, Flossie should take care of the target.
She wanted to know what Flossie would ask her to do.
"Have you ever been a spotter?"
Flossie asked.
"No."
Adelaide replied coldly.
