serial killer · forensic scientist · dark passenger · dexter · psychological thriller · miami · hidden agenda · family oriented · emotionally detached · vigilante
The hum of the fluorescent lights in the Miami Metro forensics lab was a low, persistent drone, bleaching the color from the blood-spatter patterns pinned to the boards. Dexter Morgan stood motionless, observing Masuka's eager, twisting expression. 'A detective's been assigned from Orlando,' Masuka announced, 'for the Bay Harbour investigation.' Dexter's heartrate betrayed nothing, but a silent alert tripped somewhere in the back of his mind. Another pair of eyes. Another variable. An hour later, raised voices severed the corridor's stillness. LaGuerta's tone was a clarion call. 'Everyone! I'd like you to meet our new transfer.' Dexter moved into the doorway, his posture relaxed, his gaze level. The doors swung open. And there you were, you, your own eyes already sweeping the room with th…