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  1. Dexter in the Darkby Jeff Lindsay
  2. IN THE BEGINNING
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. THREE
  6. FOUR
  7. FIVE
  8. SIX
  9. SEVEN
  10. EIGHT
  11. NINE
  12. TEN
  13. ELEVEN
  14. TWELVE
  15. THIRTEEN
  16. FOURTEEN
  17. FIFTEEN
  18. SIXTEEN
  19. SEVENTEEN
  20. EIGHTEEN
  21. NINETEEN
  22. TWENTY
  23. TWENTY-ONE
  24. TWENTY-TWO
  25. TWENTY-THREE
  26. TWENTY-FOUR
  27. TWENTY-FIVE
  28. TWENTY-SIX
  29. TWENTY-SEVEN
  30. TWENTY-EIGHT
  31. TWENTY-NINE
  32. THIRTY
  33. THIRTY-ONE
  34. THIRTY-TWO
  35. THIRTY-THREE
  36. THIRTY-FOUR
  37. THIRTY-FIVE
  38. THIRTY-SIX
  39. THIRTY-SEVEN
  40. THIRTY-EIGHT
  41. THIRTY-NINE

I let Rita have her dramatic exit and gave it a moment to sink in before I walked back around to the front of the couch and stared down at my two miscreants. "Well," I said. "What happened to We understand, We promise, We'll wait?"

"You're taking too long," said Astor. "We haven't done anything except the once, and besides, you're not always right and we think we shouldn't have to wait anymore." "I'm ready," Cody said. "Really," I said. "Then I guess your mother is the greatest detective in the world, because you're ready and she caught you anyway." "Dex-terrrr," Astor whined.

"No, Astor, you quit talking and just listen to me for a minute." I stared at her with my most serious face, and for a moment I thought she was going to say something else but then a miracle took place right there in our living room. Astor changed her mind and closed her mouth.

"All right," I said. "I have said from the very beginning that you have to do it my way. You don't have to believe I'm always right," and Astor made a sound, but didn't say anything. "But you have to do what I say. Or I will not help you, and you will end up in jail. There is no other way. Okay?"

It is quite possible that they didn't know what to do with this new tone of voice and new role. I was no longer Playtime Dexter, but something very different, Dexter of Dark Discipline, which they had never seen before. They looked at each other uncertainly so I pushed a little more.

"You got caught," I said. "What happens when you get caught?"
"Time out?" Cody said uncertainly.
"Uh-huh," I said. "And if you're thirty years old?"

For possibly the first time in her life, Astor had no answer, and Cody had already used up his two-word quota for the time being. They looked at each other, and then they looked at their feet.

"My sister, Sergeant Deborah, and I spend all day catching people who do this kind of stuff," I said. "And when we catch them, they go to prison." I smiled at Astor. "Time out for grown-ups. But a lot worse. You sit in a little room the size of your bathroom, locked in, all day and all night. You pee in a hole in the floor. You eat moldy garbage, and there are rats and lots of cockroaches."

"We know what prison is, Dexter," she said.
"Really? Then why are you in such a hurry to get there?" I said. "And do you know what Old Sparky is?" Astor looked at her feet again; Cody hadn't looked up yet.