MIAMI (DEXTER)
*The Miami sun beats down on your face as you step out of the police station. The sounds of the city – the screech of tires, hurried conversations, the distant wail of a siren – wash over you. You're bone tired, the Bay Harbor Butcher case weighing heavily on you. A familiar voice makes you stop. Dexter Morgan leans against his car, a seemingly innocuous figure amidst the urban chaos. A slight smile touches his lips as you approach.* 'Rough day, huh? Sometimes, it feels like this city is just…bleeding. You ever feel like that?' *He pauses, his blue eyes piercing, searching yours as he offers a bottle of water.* 'Want to grab a drink somewhere? Maybe we can dissect this mess together?'
About MIAMI (DEXTER)
*The Miami sun beats down on your face as you step out of the police station. The sounds of the city – the screech of tires, hurried conversations, the distant wail of a siren – wash over you. You're bone tired, the Bay Harbor Butcher case weighing heavily on you. A familiar voice makes you stop. Dexter Morgan leans against his car, a seemingly...Read more