Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dexter's footsteps came to an abrupt halt. He turned around, his lips tightly pressed together, his complexion a shade of pallor that was hard to discern.

Once again, Arnold raised his gun, his face devoid of any emotion. "So, should I let her die?"

That time, the barrel of the gun was pointed directly at Josie's forehead.

The latter was equally pale, unable to control her trembling, causing the calm surface of the water to ripple slightly.

In the end, Dexter couldn't hold back. "What do you want?"

"The money, all of it, returned," demanded Arnold.

"Dexter!" Josie shouted with all her might. "I don't need you to bear the burden of my actions!"

tall, his back to the light, and

water, Josie tried to catch Arnold's attention. "I'm the only one who knows where the money is. If you dare to kill me, you'll be just as dead. Mr. Dalton surely wouldn't keep a

on her deathbed, she still threatens me. What

must put all our efforts into finding the whereabouts of that money. Once found, it must all be

doubt. All he heard from the other end of the phone was a voice asking, "Really...?" "Do it." Dexter ended the call, seemingly a bit helpless. "I've taken care of it

hoarse and

is merely an

he said, repeating his earlier sentiment. "You

other a vibrant bloom of color. Once

suddenly chuckled softly, "Do you really think I would give

causing Arnold's body to tense up. "Isn't that so? No one knows you better than I do, Dexter. All these years,

Dexter did not agree.

speeding on the highway and got into a car accident. The doctors issued two critical condition notices. You were laid up in the hospital for half a year. Although you've recovered, your

shifted from anger

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