Dearly Devoted Dexter by Jeff Lindsay

Author:Jeff Lindsay [Lindsay, Jeff]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3, pdf
Tags: General, Mystery & Detective, Azizex666, Fiction
ISBN: 9780307473714
Google: qotbyNdWlH0C
Amazon: 1400095921
Barnesnoble: 1400095921
Goodreads: 136081
Publisher: Vintage
Published: 2005-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Dexter 2 – Dearly Devoted Dexter

CHAPTER 17

A T 12:30 DEB STALKED INTO MY MODEST RETREAT OFF the forensics lab and threw a cassette tape on my desk. I looked up at her; she didn’t seem happy, but that really wasn’t much of a novelty. From my answering machine at home, she said. Listen to it.

I lifted the hatch on my boom box and put in the tape Deb had flung at me. I pushed play: the tape beeped loudly, and then an unfamiliar voice said, Sergeant, um, Morgan. Right? This is Dan Burdett, from uh— Kyle Chutsky said I should call you. I’m on the ground at the airport, and I’ll call you about getting together when I get to my hotel, which is— There was a rustling sound and he obviously moved the cell phone away from his mouth, since his voice got fainter. What? Oh, hey, that’s nice. All right, thanks. His voice got louder again. I just met your driver. Thanks for sending somebody. All right, I’ll call from the hotel.

Deborah reached across my desk and switched off the machine. I didn’t send anybody to the fucking airport, she said. And Captain Matthews damn sure didn’t either. Did you send somebody to the fucking airport, Dexter?

My limo was out of gas, I said.

Well then GODDAMN it! she said, and I had to agree with her analysis.

Anyway, I said, at least we found out how good Kyle’s replacement is.

Deborah slumped into the folding chair by my desk. Square fucking one, she said. And Kyle is . . . She bit her lip and didn’t finish the sentence.

Did you tell Captain Matthews about this yet? I asked her. She shook her head. Well, he has to call them. They’ll send somebody else.

Sure, great. They send somebody else, who might make it all the way to baggage claim this time. Shit, Dexter.

We have to tell them, Debs, I said. By the way, who are them? Did Kyle ever tell you exactly who he works for?

She sighed. No. He joked about working for the OGA, but he never said why that was funny.

Well, whoever they are, they need to know, I said. I pried the cassette out of my boom box and put it on the desk in front of her. There has to be something they can do.

Deborah didn’t move for a moment. Why do I get the feeling they’ve already done it, and Burdett was it? she said. Then she scooped up the tape and trudged out of my office.

I was sipping coffee and digesting my lunch with the help of a jumbo chocolate-chip cookie when the call came to report to the scene of a homicide in the Miami Shores area. Angel-no-relation and I drove over to where a body had been found in the shell of a small house on a canal that was being ripped apart and rebuilt. Construction had been temporarily halted while the owner and the contractor sued each other. Two teenaged boys skipping school had snuck into the house and found the body.

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