The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

The evening air carried a chill that made his trench coat flutter as Arnold lit up a cigarette, standing alongside Scar. Moments later, Vipera joined their company, followed by Wayne, whose presence was always masked and voice distorted by a voice changer.

Approaching Arnold, Wayne’s modified voice broke the silence, “Arnold, it seems you’re harboring doubts about me.”

Arnold took a drag from his cigarette, exhaling slowly. “What’s the reason behind sidelining me from that delivery? Have you lost faith in me?”

“Your entanglement with that woman hasn’t gone unnoticed. Dexter’s bound to catch wind of it, and I’m not about to watch you gamble with your life,” Wayne retorted, a hint of concern lacing his words.

“So, it’s for my own good, then?” Arnold questioned, skepticism evident.

Wayne adjusted his stance slightly, “After we wrap up here, I want you to leave the country with me.”

A flick of ash from Arnold’s cigarette fell to the ground as he looked up, a hint of hope in his eyes, “Is there still a chance for me to go abroad?”

Their exchange caught the attention of Vipera, who chimed in, “Arnold, what’s with the gloomy talk? Don’t jinx yourself.”

Hidden in the shadows, Josie was piecing together the puzzle, realizing the ship was merely a decoy. Where, then, is the actual cargo?

She swiftly composed a message to Dexter on her phone. But as she was about to send it, her arm brushed against the communicator, inadvertently broadcasting her presence directly to Arnold.

“Who’s there!” His voice cut through the quiet, prompting a sudden shift in attention.

footsteps drew nearer. Unexpectedly, a force yanked

“Mm!”

gasped, her eyes widening at the sight

urgency

as he quickly moved to shut off

“Who’s there?”

Dexter to

just now?” came the

I was in the restroom,”

“What a hassle!”

breath, Josie

“Without me,

“If the cargo isn’t aboard this ship, then

on this ship?” Dexter asked, having

“He mentioned cash.”