“Everyone is so cheerful and happy,” I said “This isn’t Mister Rogers Neighborhood, Dex. It’s Miami. Only the bad guys are happy.”… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“You can use my phone, if you’ll pay the roaming charges,” I said. “I need a land line,” he said “A pay… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“It was indeed a long wait, well over two hours. I sat in the car and listened to the radio and tried… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“But of course, very few people are Dexter. This is generally a good thing, but in this case it came in handy… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“Perhaps Dexter’s dutiful but uninspired brain pictured him as Sherlock Holmes, able to examine the wheel ruts and deduce that a left-handed… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“I watched him as he lay there, taking the needle without flinching and knowing that even the relief it brought was temporary,… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“Dex,” she said. “Are you all right?” “I’ll be fine, Sis,” I said, feeling somewhat light-headed, “if you’ll just turn off that… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“And if so, I could fill my time with the new entry on my rather exclusive social register, whoever had created the… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
But of course, there's no rest for the wicked, which I certainly am; as I said, no rest for the wicked. — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“Quickly, Watson, the game’s afoot,” I said, but Deborah was not in a literary mood.” — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
It revealed a cruelty that really made one wonder if the universe was such a good idea after all. — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“We don't get to pick our kin. The best we can hope for is to survive them...” — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
I had killed our careful relationship by driving my tongue through its heart and pushing it off a cliff. — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
I had become a perfect fake human, saying the stupid and pointless things that humans say to each other all day long. — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“Deborah led me away from it and over to the far end of the room. “Dexter,” she said, “promise me you didn’t kill this… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
Detective, I don't know where the boyfriend is, really," I said. And it was true, considering tide, current, and the habits of marine scavengers.… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
And what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister. — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
In that tremendous flash of freedom, on my way to do The Thing for the first time, sanctioned by Almighty Harry, I receded, faded… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
“It would be much too difficult for anyone to get in and out of this area, especially if they were carrying questionable loads of… — Jeff Lindsay Copy Share Image
