Josie didn’t reply and only glanced at this man whom even drunkenness couldn’t hide his charm, and asked indifferently, “Where to?”

Arnold squinted his eyes. “Don’t you already know the few places I frequent in Wavery?”

These words were too intimate, stirring up Josie’s memories of hardship with him. She asked, “Sky Palace?”

“Let’s go to the hospital.” He leaned over, setting up the navigation.

Emotions surged within Josie, yet she feigned calmness. “Is it appropriate at this late hour?”

Arnold said with a hint of teasing, “What are you referring to?”

“The procedure.”

“I’ve arranged for the staff to take care of everything.”

So, Josie stopped talking and stepped on the gas.

The hospital was brightly lit. Arnold walked ahead, his back appearing somewhat nonchalant. Josie stared at him, reminiscing about the past. Perhaps they could have become close friends if he hadn’t chosen this path.

room. Technically, visiting hours

moment,” he said, continuing

entrance. He could see Edward lying in the hospital bed, one hand handcuffed, the other hooked up to an IV drip. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, his appearance not particularly aged, but his hair

he was a serious and ambitious

him, exchanging a few words. During their conversation,

door

Edward was already sitting upright, scrutinizing

out, “Mr. Carter.”

The sharp vigilance in his eyes was unlike that of a convict who had

called softly. “She was passing by and came

at Josie. “I know you.

seems Arnold

once.” Edward’s response was clearly dissatisfied.

and thin with Arnold. We can be considered close friends. It hasn’t been easy for him to get you

Russell has passed away. The fact that Arnold didn’t get the chance for me to pay my respects is a sign

thing-Dexter would kill him if he had indeed shown up.

have done what you can do.. I’m sure Old

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