By Gregg Olsen
Hannah Griffin was once a lady whilst tragedy struck. She nonetheless recollects the flames mirrored opposed to the newly fallen snow and the our bodies the police dug up--one of them her mother's. The killer used to be by no means chanced on. . ..Twenty years later Hannah is a skilled CSI investigating a case of kid abuse while the previous comes hurtling again. A killer with unfinished company is at the hunt. And an nameless message turns Hannah's blood chilly: Your mother referred to as. . .
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Good,” he says. ” And as long as he lives that will be the most he ever says about it. “But even though you don’t remember, Dex, it did things to you. Those things make you what you are. ” And strangest of strange, he gives me a very small, almost shy, Harry smile. “I’ve been expecting this. What happened to you when you were a little kid has shaped you. I’ve tried to straighten that out, but—” He shrugs. “It was too strong, too much. It got into you too early and it’s going to stay there. It’s going to make you want to kill.
I am fantastic,” I said. ” I looked at Vince. He was staring at a handful of coffee DARKLY DREAMING DEXTER 23 grounds, carefully pushing them around with one rubbergloved ﬁnger. ” “On who he is and what it he’s doing,” he said. ” I shook my head. “Sometimes you work too hard at being inscrutable,” I said. ” “Hard to say right now,” he said. “We haven’t found any of it. ” That didn’t sound nearly as interesting. I like to leave a neat body. No fuss, no mess, no dripping blood. If the killer was just another dog tearing at a bone, this was all nothing to me.
Too much time on duty trying not to look human. It leaves their faces stuck. “Deb,” I said. I put the crisp white pastry bag on my desk. ” she said. Very sour, as I’d expected. Soon those frown lines would turn permanent, ruining a wonderful face: deep blue eyes, alive with intelligence, and small upturned nose with just a dash of freckles, framed by black hair. Beautiful features, at the moment spattered with about seven pounds of cheap makeup. I looked at her with fondness. She was clearly coming from work, dressed today in a lacy bra, bright pink spandex shorts, and gold high heels.