Chapters (41)
- Dexter in the Darkby Jeff Lindsay
- IN THE BEGINNING
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
Deborah made an exasperated hissing noise and said, "Jesus, Dex, there aren't that many missing heads in town." "Well, there's city hall," I said.
"Get your ass over here, Dexter. I need you."
"But Deborah, it's Saturday, and I'm in the middle of-"
"Now," she said, and hung up.
I looked at Cody and Astor and pondered my quandary. If I took them home it would be at least an hour before I got back to Debs, and in addition we would lose our precious Saturday quality time together. On the other hand, even I knew that taking children to a homicide scene might be considered a little bit eccentric.
But it would also be educational. They needed to be impressed with just how thorough the police are when dead bodies turn up, and this was as good an opportunity as any. On balance, even taking into consideration that my dear sister might have a semi-ballistic reaction, I decided it would be best simply to pile into the car and take them to their first investigation.
"All right," I said to them as I reholstered my phone. "We have to go now."
"Where?" Cody said.
"To help my sister," I said. "Will you remember what we learned today?"
"Yes, but this is just a museum," Astor said. "It's not what we want to learn."
"Yes, it is," I said. "And you have to trust me, and do it my way, or I'm not going to teach you." I leaned down to where I could look them both in the eyes. "Not doodly-squat," I said.
Astor frowned. "Dex-terrrr," she said. "I mean it. It has to be my way."
Once again she and Cody locked glances. After a moment he nodded, and she turned back to me. "All right," she said. "We promise."
"We'll wait," Cody said.
"We understand," Astor said. "When can we start the cool stuff?"
"When I say," I said. "Anyway, right now we have to go."
She switched immediately back to snippy ten-year-old. "Now where do we have to go?"
"I have to go to work," I said. "So I'm taking you with me."
"To see a body?" she asked hopefully.
I shook my head. "Just the head," I said.
She looked at Cody and shook her head. "Mom won't like it."
"You can wait in the car if you want to," I said.
"Let's go," said Cody, his longest speech all day.
We went.