''Surprised? Shocked?" Ryle backed from as he threw the wig to the floor.
Daisy felt the the lack of warmth on her skin, her body trembled slightly by the cold. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, her fingers gently rubbing her shoulders.
"Say something,'' Ryle looked at her mockingly, ''Or have you turned dumb?"
Daisy met his gaze, ''When did you know?"
"Long ago,'' Ryle whispered.
The day he had encountered her in the supermarket, he had drawn a connection between Dexter and Daisy. It was too much of a coincidence that months ago, he had encountered Daisy when he was looking for Dexter in that place. And that day when he had gone to meet Dexter, he encountered Daisy in that same locality. Dexter and Diana seemed close then why was there no exchange between Dexter and Daisy?
Those questions kept revolving in his mind for a period of time. The strand of hair that he gave Dexter was just to test his reaction.
