Dismembered 🔪 Dexter
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Last published Mon, Jul 30, 2018
Miami. Known for the nightlife, music, food, and murders. Elena Walker and Dexter Morgan are forensic scientists under the police department that help not only solve murders, but commit them. Their targets are limited only to criminals whom the police have not been able to capture. An admission of guilt and the criminals are on the fast road to being laid to unrest at the sandy bottom of the ocean.
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