Dexter: That's Not How It Ends

Dexter: That's Not How It Ends

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Dexter is alive and now he's been exposed. What's next for him? Direct sequel to Dexter: New Blood. Didn't expect this story to grow into a full-fledged novel, but apparently Dexter Morgan is the kind of monster no one can control.
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