“Which port are they departing from?”

“Primus Port. They have hidden the goods inside the onions.

As Scott spoke those words, Josie happened to emerge from the bedroom. Her face was bare, and she was dressed in a simple nightgown, appearing gentle and serene. He hesitated for a moment before saying, “Sending Ms. Warren into battle on the ship? Wouldn’t that be Inappropriate?”

Josie turned his head, “Sergeant Buncho, is it that you lack confidence in me, or is it your colleagues you don’t trust?”

Scott chuckled. “I am well aware of your capabilities, Ms. Warren. I’m just being cautious, just in case.”

Dexter never once lifted his head.

Leaning halfway against the foyer between the kitchen and the living room, Josie said, “I still have value to Arnold, so he wouldn’t harm me. Under these circumstances, it’s best if I go.”

After saying that, she glanced in the direction of Dexter, his expression unreadable, his emotions inscrutable. Only a bone-deep chill emanated from him.

Scott indicated his understanding, then turned his gaze toward Dexter and asked, “Mr. Russell, did you not rest well last night?”

Upon hearing this, a jolt of shock ran through Josie’s heart.

the table, broke the seal, and said, “Sergeant Buncho, please ask

was taken

lips, gesturing toward Josie as he replied,

her lips, indeed, if Arnold knew about

belatedly understanding what he meant. “Then I’ll go back and report this.

Dexter had already lit his cigarette, his eyes Indifferent.

it was highly likely to

doubtful, Dexter finally said, “I will have someone follow her, so

been listening on the stairs, but he quickly descended and said, “Let me go! I understand Arnold’s subordinates, so I

objected.

“Why not?”

could do it,

convinced. He directly faced Dexter as he asked, “Tell me,

“What he says about your matters is irrelevant. It’s only when

leg has

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