Chapter 281

A sturdy and agile spirit. Had she stumbled upon a nest of soldiers? Here came another one.

Even though he was trying to keep a low profile, not even wearing a jacket on this crisp autumn day, his demeanor screamed military. Might as well have those words tattooed on his forehead.

Every profession had its telltale traits, something one could spot a mile away. And for soldiers, honed by years of rigorous training, it was even more pronounced- unless they were undercover agents, masters of disguise, who often managed to blend in seamlessly.

"Can I help you with something?" Miranda asked nonchalantly, pretending ignorance.

She figured this guy probably wasn't acquainted with Beck. Beck and his crew knew her well enough not to address her like that.

Hannah started to take off her headphones, but Miranda interjected, "Keep practicing."

Hannah reluctantly kept her headphones on, continuing to practice as Miranda had instructed.

Timothy chuckled wryly. "And quite the strict lady."

One wouldn't raise the hand to a smiling face, and Miranda smiled back. "Well, since you've already paid to be here, you might as well make the most of it. Wouldn't want your money to go to waste, would you?"

Timothy's eyes twinkled with admiration as he looked at Miranda. “That's a fair point. I noticed you seem quite knowledgeable about marksmanship.

Coincidentally, so am I. Do you have a moment to chat?"

Miranda was about to claim she was busy.

a thousand

have all the time

for words. Mr. Ashcroft wasn't wrong. Nothing

the lounge area. Miranda flashed a professional smile.

of a professional conversationalist. Timothy paused for

I noticed you have an impressive knowledge of firearms and your aim is impeccable. Even in the relevant fields, someone with your skills is a rare find. Have you ever felt it's a pity to have such a talent but no outlet

eyes gleamed with understanding, but she kept

TV shows where people with special talents eventually decide to contribute to the country or join related

worried Miranda wouldn't catch his drift. Watching

out on her. So, he laid his cards on

shame to let it go to waste. Why

to stop beating around the bush. Finally, he felt a

waited for

continuing, "Even though there are many sharpshooters

an ideal candidate for becoming a top-tier sniper. If you're Willing, we can train you

to know her potential. With some training, she could

star sniper. If

rher

sharpshooter he wouldn't specially

ignore, almost as if she were already trained

Her impressiveness couldn't be

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