Luther was about to step on the gas.
However, his phone rang again.
He thought Aaron had something else to ask, and when he picked up the phone, he realized it was Joyce calling.
His tone immediately became gentle, "What's wrong? Haven't seen you for a day. Do you miss me?"
"Fuck off."
On the other end of the line, Joyce simply wanted to kick his handsome face through the phone.
"You told Aaron to give me the stuff, so what's the address? You never send me the address. Where exactly do you want me to send this thing!" She asked impatiently.
She walked towards the parking lot while making a phone call.
She finally got to her Bentley, opened the door and got in.
"Oh, I just got a call now and things have worked out. You don’t have to do the delivery, and I forgot to tell you about that! Sorry." On the other end of the phone, Luther sounded just like a scoundrel.
"What?! Are you kidding me?! I ran all the way and you are telling me I don’t need to deliver it?" Joyce couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"I'm really sorry. I got the call just now too." Luther apologized in a nice voice.
He was in an extraordinarily good mood tonight since he got what he wanted.
"Luther, you better have the right reason, or when you come back, I will ..." His so called apology sounded more like he was telling a joke, and Joyce was instantly angry.
"You will do what?" He interrupted her and asked her with amusement, "What do you want to do with me? It’s OK with me though. I'm at your disposal. You can do whatever you want to me."
His flirtatious tone instantly changed the meaning of those ambiguous words.
Joyce, "..."
"Haha, that’s enough. Inside the flash drive, in addition to an encrypted file, there is a file for you. You can open it up and have a look. I am already on my way back to Khebury. Hanging up now."
Luther finished and hung up the phone.
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