"So, you're in charge of the arrangements."
With a casual air, Glenn Hutchinson looked at her and said lightly.
Flossie Wright paused slightly.
"Are you sure?" Flossie raised an eyebrow.
"Sure."
Glenn nods, the slightly hoarse two words held absolute certainty.
This task isn't as simple as it seems.
This is Flossie's first mission with Aaron Doom.
Logically speaking, she shouldn't be in charge.
But—
She's Flossie Wright.
Beside her, there's him.
So, with her and him, it all seemed justifiable.
"I don't know the capabilities of your people." Flossie rubbed her nose and said helplessly.
She could easily handle several female soldiers on her side, but Glenn's people…
She's not familiar with them.
"There's still time," Glenn checked his watch and earnestly said to her, "Within half an hour, you can ask me about anyone's information."
"..."
Flossie paused, somewhat speechless.
However—
Since Glenn said so, she didn't plan to refuse anymore.
