Published by Doubleday Books on January 1st 2006
Genre: Crime Fiction
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In his work as a Miami crime scene investigator, Dexter Morgan is accustomed to seeing evil deeds…particularly because, on occasion, he rather enjoys committing them himself. Guided by his dark Passenger – the voice inside him that helps stalk his prey – he lives his outwardly normal life adhering to one simple rule: he only kills very bad people.
Dexter slides through life undetected, working as a blood splatter analyst for the Miami Police Department, helping his fiancee raise her two adorable (if somewhat…unique) children, and always planning his next jaunt as Dexter the Dark Avenger under the light of the full moon.
But everything changes when Dexter is called to a gruesome double homicide. Dex realizes he’s dealing with someone a whole lot more sinister than he is and it sends the Dark Passenger into hiding. And when something scares your friendly neighborhood serial killer, you know it’s serious…
More used to inspiring fear then experiencing it, Dex must investigate, while simultaneously coping with is demanding family. If he’s to save himself, and those around him, Dexter must pose questions he’s never dared ask – where does evil come from, and does it hide inside everyone…?
Of the three books that I have read in this series this is my least favorite BY FAR! I really did not like the concept of this story, especially compared to the first two. It veered waaaaaaay of course. The idea of Dexter’s Dark Passenger leaving him and then the mythical story line of Moloch it was just way too far fetched for me. I liked the first two books (and the TV show) because they are realistic, this book was just too out there. Not to mention nothing exciting happened. I was very disappointed. I am hoping book #4 is better.
“Nothing in life is fair. Fair is a dirty word and I’ll thank you not to use that language around me.”
“In my life long study of human beings, I have found that no matter how hard they try, they have found no way yet to prevent the arrival of Monday morning. And they do try, of course, but Monday always comes, and all the drones have to scuttle back to their dreary workday lives of meaningless toin and suffering.”