Letitia, don't be afraid

Joshua's voice seemed very calm and if you listened carefully you could sense the strangeness of his tone, "Think it over."

Larkin Gerrard laughed even more: "Joshua Fielding, are you happy that all this so-called hard work you've done will soon be gone?"

Joshua was silent, not knowing where he was, and Larkin Gerrard heard a roar of wind coming over the microphone, probably a helicopter.

Larkin Gerrard was not worried at all, his boat was still on the vast ocean, Joshua would never find him as long as he had not docked, he had even made special treatment for the signal.

"Larkin Gerrard, what have you done with her?" Joshua Fielding spoke calmly, as if it was just a polite greeting, but Larkin Gerrard understood that this was very counter-intuitive for Joshua Fielding.

It seemed that this sober-elves had a different place in his heart.

Larkin Gerrard was instantly happier, and what could be happier than forcing Joshua Fielding into line?