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.

ways, his words began to steady Josie, though worry still furrowed her brow. “What if they

just undergone surgery, so he wasn’t

forced her head against his shoulder, “Driving yourself crazy won’t help. Get

than Josie expected, and she was knocked

from moving, Josie napping on his

to sneak a look at her serene sleeping face, an unfamiliar helplessness washing over him.

taking a snapshot with his phone, he looked at the

up, wincing from the all-over soreness, she glanced up at Arnold and

all I get is suspicion,” Arnold quipped, his tone relaxed as

room’s door was swung open. “We’ve got a

grin disappeared. “By

glanced at Josie and then at Arnold, … Dexter… Mr. Russell…”

equally stunned.

to his long legs, Arnold surged ahead

was etched on her face.

irony struck – how had this scenario become reminiscent

determined. “If he were after you,