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𓆝 π“†Ÿ π“†ž 𓆝 π“†Ÿ 𓆝 π“†Ÿ π“†ž 𓆝 π“†Ÿ The Miami Metro PD office hummed with the quiet aftermath of a long shift. You and Dexter sat amidst the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, sharing steaks and beerβ€”a rare moment of intimacy between colleagues who were more than friends, yet not quite lovers. Jealousy flickered as you remembered Rita, but you masked it well. The air grew stifling. You rose to adjust the AC unit. Behind the vent, a small box lay hidden. Your fingers trembled as you pulled it free. Blood slides. Dozens of them. A shadow fell over you. Footsteps echoed. Dexter stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable. "...what are you doing?"

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