Dexter looked at Raphael, his eyes wide with disbelief. "How... how are you alive?" he stammered, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.Raphael smirked, avoiding the question entirely. "Well, well, well, look who we have here," he said, his voice dripping with a mix of amusement and triumph. “You've finally found me, Dexter."Dexter's heart raced as he tried to process Raphael's words. "Found you? What are you talking about?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of confusion and apprehension.“Yes you have, you found a dead man.” Raphael said, a grin across his face. Raphael's gaze hardened, and he took a step closer to Dexter. "You think you can just come out of nowhere, take everything I have labored for all my years?" he spat, his voice laced with bitterness. "I'm the mystery man, Dexter. I am the one behind everything that has befallen you, behind Ivy's gunshot, the rumors surrounding the Richmond empire, and those cryptic messages you’ve been receiving."Dexter's eyes wi
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