Dexter
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Last published Tue, Nov 25, 2014
Blood. That's the five letter word that describes everything about me completely. Hi, I'm Dexter Styles and I'm a forensic blood splatter analysis in Los Angeles, California. I told you I love blood, it's what I live for. I moved here about 12 years ago from England with my step sister, Anna. We work together at the LAPD, except she's an actual cop and I'm just a "lab rat" who analyses blood splatter. Without me there would be no police department. Although I work for the police, my job is totally a left turn to this road. No I'm not talking about being a forensic, I'm a murderer. Ironic right? But you see, I don't just kill anyone. No no no, that'll be wrong. I happily take the lives of people who have took others. Like revenge right? Wrong. It's not for me. It's for the suffering people looking down at their loved ones being put six feet under for no reason. So no it's not revenge. It's just plain out justice. And this is what I truly do for a living. Welcome to my world.
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