- had hurt many people before his death, including people Dexter had one loved from what she had been told. Now that she was in New York, going by the shop Jonah worked out to check things out was one of the first places she went.
The ding of the bell of the shop sounded -
- with someone like him.
Rounding the corner, coffee in hand, she paused to look up at the old Miami metro building with the past reminiscent in her eyes.
[ For @FROMNARCOTICS ]
There was a time he was on her case, helping to keep an eye on her every move. He was a man she avoided, spending her time with Dexter where she had that barrier between them. A visit back to Miami should have been quick and easy, not a run in -
- terrible reason or if it was coincidence.
Either way, she headed into the familiar atmosphere of the homicide department with the bouquet Maria ordered in hand, azure hues looking around for her.
[ For @LEADINGHOMICIDE ]
Maria Laguerta was a force to be reckoned with, one she had tried her best to ignore in her own best interest, but when it came to business she didnβt have much of a choice. She didnβt know if the woman had zeroβd in on her for some -
[ For @darklydowns ]
With a fresh footling Subway sandwich with the works tucked away in a bag on her wrist, she stepped into the halfway house and looked around. Heels clicked on the porch, leading her to the door where she lifted a hand to knock. She had heard about -
For [ @yourmoondust ].
Meeting the mother of Harrison was something she had wanted for a long time, dressed in a simple purple dress that hid more than what she usually wore. Hannah didnβt want to scare the lady or show up empty handed, a container of -
- do. Whether or not we actually believe them or not is another story. Sounds like youβre more at home with your darkness when Dexter, Iβm not sure he would agree with what youβre saying. Heβs insistent on his code.β
βPretending to be human never doesβ¦β she said quietly in the air between them, brows rising in understanding as she shook her head and took a sip of her tea. Though she felt more human than the men she tended to surround herself with, there were times she wondered about -
- had more in common, unsure if she could believe Brian at those words, even if they rang true in her heart. Her and Dexter were, at best, complicated. She took in his words, turning them over in her brain before speaking.
βI think all of us have our reasons to do what we -