The man glanced at her but took the wild pear with a cold face.
Flossie Wright started eating first.
Soon, the man began to eat as well.
"Robbery or murder?"
Brushing aside the branches obstructing her view, Flossie asked the man while keeping an eye on the situation.
"..."
He gave her a cold look, but the man said nothing.
Flossie shrugged indifferently.
"I'm in charge of killing," Flossie said, tossing the fruit shell aside and flexing her fingers, eyebrows raised at the man. "If you want to rob, I'll leave the stuff to you."
With that, she prepared to slip away.
The man frowned immediately, grabbing her shoulder to stop her, and then questioned with a dark face, "Do you know who they are?!"
"Bailey Maynard?"
Flossie raised her eyebrows casually.
The man scrutinized her closely.
A moment later, he asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"
