Meet Dexter Morgan, a polite wolf in sheep’s clothing. He’s handsome and charming, but something in his past has made him abide by a different set of rules. He’s a serial killer whose one golden rule makes him immensely likeable: he only kills bad people. And his job as a blood splatter expert for the Miami police department puts him in the perfect position to identify his victims. But when a series of brutal murders bearing a striking similarity to his own style start turning up, Dexter is caught between being flattered and being frightened–of himself or some other fiend.
I think Dearly Devoted Dexter was better.
For some reason, the book was just flat for me, and I’m not sure whether I just wasn’t in the mood to read it or that I’m tired of Dexter’s voice. Then again, I read Dearly Devoted months ago–sometime last year.
This rates 3 out of 5.