And Harry Morgan, watching from his car across the street, lowered his binoculars and whispered: "What have I created?"
Dexter found him at a storage unit near the airport. Rivas was alone. Armed. Confident.
"You're the lab rat?" Rivas laughed. "Go home, boy. Play with your microscopes."
Masuka shrugged. "Suit yourself. Don't talk to the corpses. They're terrible conversationalists." Download - -oppa.biz-Dexter.Original.Sin.S1.Ep...
The next night, he followed the grease trail. A man named Carlos Rivas—ex-cop turned smuggler—had killed Delgado over a stolen shipment. Rivas was already planning his next victim: a teenage witness.
For two hours, Dexter asked questions. Not out of cruelty. Out of curiosity . What did fear smell like? How long until the eyes went from rage to begging? Where did the monster hide when you peeled back the human mask?
Dexter logged the evidence. Proper chain of custody. Then he sat in silence. And Harry Morgan, watching from his car across
Vince Masuka wiped his bald head with a crumpled paper towel. "You sure you want to stay late, kid? Body's been in the canal for three days. Smells like regret and bad life choices."
Rivas never saw the first cut.
But what if I'm not better? young Dexter wondered. What if I'm just… hungry? Confident
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He didn't file the footprint evidence. The case went cold. The teenage witness lived.
Tonight, Harry's voice echoed in his head: "You don't have to feel what they feel. You just have to be better than them. Smarter."