The declaration from Dexter sent a shockwave through Josie. While she had considered numerous ways to deal with Arnold, the finality of death had never been part of her contemplation. It felt too final, too extreme, and besides, there were unresolved matters concerning her father that needed addressing.

She quickly voiced her concerns, "No, no matter what direction this situation takes, we need to keep him alive. The issue with my father hasn't been settled yet."

Dexter's response was cool and unyielding, "Your hope is admirable, but I can't guarantee anything."

His silhouette became more pronounced under the moonlight streaming through the window, giving his dark attire an ominous sheen.

"Let me take the lead on this. I'm prepared to exhaust every avenue," he stated, though the air between them always seemed to grow tense whenever this topic was broached.

As they stood at an impasse, the sound of footsteps and the turning of a lock from outside disrupted the moment. Josie's gaze darted toward the door, only to find Dexter had vanished into the bathroom in the blink of an eye.

was leisurely making his entrance. "I was half expecting to find

herself on the expansive bed, her posture relaxed. "You've really outdone yourself," she remarked, "Winning over Lucas Yowell's daughter. Is she aware that you have another side to you

regaining its composure. "You

the room. "In

why Arnold's integration had been so seamless. Arnold's smile was tinged with condescension. "I thought you'd be

dangerous game!" Josie's voice was low but filled with intensity. However, her words seemed to vanish into thin air, her advice unheeded. She shook her head, a mixture of frustration and resignation in her gesture.

think I'm like Dexter, capable of being

comparison to Dexter, their

wrist. "What if your

to be my fate, so

shiver run down her spine.

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