Cold
he muttered with a very small smile.
The man nodded his head. “Looks like we’re sailing on the same boat,” he said. “I’m Paul, by the way.” Dexter held his hand out. “Tom McCartney,” Dexter responded, with a serious look on his face. Right when he looked away, he glimpsed the look that he had been hoping he would get from him.
“You’re kidding, right?” Paul asked, his eyes shining with interest. Dexter frowned. “Which part exactly? The bad day part or the name part because both are true.”
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