“Have you ever played, good cop, bad cop?”
Celeste asked Charlie with enthusiasm and hope filled eyes.
Charlie c****d at her, wondering where she was getting to.
“What do you mean? What are you talking about?”
“Have you ever confronted someone?”
Celeste grunted, rephrasing herself.
“Yes? I guess…”
“Great! So were you the tough one or the soft one? Like did you ever beat someone to pulp or…”
Dexter scoffed listening to Celeste’s words.
“He’s the last person on earth to ever hit someone.”
Celeste chime in excitement.
“Perfect! You can then play the good cop! Besides, I’m the perfect bad cop.”
With that she grabbed Charlie’s arm and pulled him towards the staircase and Dexter felt confused over what she was trying to do.
He called out his subordinates who were standing in the mi
