If I thought being in the mind of the main character from Crime and Punishment was a wacky trip, that was nothing compared to being in the mind of a serial killer. Especially one that seemed so...charming.
I couldn't help but like the character of Dexter. He was a very likable person despite the "Dark Passenger" who snuck into his mind every so often, reminding the reader that the narrator is not all there.
Can anyone really not like Dexter, though? He is a serial killer who kills serial killers. Talk about a catch-22! He must know that some day someone will either kill him or he'll be caught in the act of killing someone. Granted, the fact that he works in the blood spatter area of the police department, he makes it easier to avoid getting caught. He knows what he has to do in order not to get caught and can fudge on something if he's working a murder he has committed. No one would question his word because no one else in the department can do his job.
This book was a wild ride. I look forward to reading more books about Dexter, and I may even cave and start watching the series!
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