The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

By this point, Josie had come to her wit’s end, and her voice turned hoarse with her frustration tipped over. “But he’s not the only criminal on the run in the entire Wavery!”

Arnold paused in his attempt to dab her tears away, taken aback by her sudden outburst, “Wow. Easy now. You sound pretty worked up.”

As Pop’s disappearance neared twenty-four hours, Josie was on edge, visibly worn out.

Arnold playfully pinched her cheek, “When was your last shut-eye?”

“Why do you care? I’m done here.”

Josie shoved him aside and unsteadily got to her feet, ready to leave.

Arnold’s grip gently pulled her back into place.

“Where do you think you’re going being in this state? Planning to walk right into the enemy’s clutches? That’s a one-way ticket to disaster. They’ve got your Pop, and their motive’s likely more complex than just wanting cash. They might be using him as leverage against you or Dexter.”

If it was about blackmail, the perpetrators would reveal their hands sooner or later.

steady Josie, though worry still furrowed her brow. “What

he wasn’t fit for additional stress.

help. Get some rest first, and then

wine packed more punch than Josie expected, and she was knocked out cold in no time.

and refrained from moving, Josie napping on his shoulder, seeming more precious than any

turned his head to sneak a look at her serene sleeping face,

with his phone, he looked

the all-over soreness, she glanced up at Arnold

is suspicion,” Arnold quipped, his tone relaxed as he

swung open. “We’ve got a situation! Scar and the

grin disappeared. “By whom?”

and then at Arnold, … Dexter… Mr.

equally

legs, Arnold surged ahead and grasped her arm, urging, “You need to lay low.

etched on her

struck – how had this scenario become reminiscent

expression grew serious, his voice determined. “If he were after you, he wouldn’t