Not a chance. Hazel was being far too confident—completely overestimating her charm.

"Ezra, let's go." Ray ignored Hazel and turned to Ezra.

Ezra nodded at first, then said, "Launching a nuclear missile requires a very complicated procedure, and authorization is needed. We should go find Mr. Robinson first."

"No need."

Ray waved his hand.

"Take me to the nuclear missile silo. I'll take it directly."

That wasn't bragging. For him, it really was nothing more than a trivial matter.

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