Dexter - Season 1- Episode 7 -

The knife trembled in Dexter’s gloved hand. He looked down at Hicks, who was now whimpering. The man’s fear was intoxicating, but the dark passenger in Dexter’s ear was not whispering its usual lullaby of vengeance. It was screaming a question: Who am I?

He stood up, walked to his knife roll, and selected a scalpel. His hands were steady. His face was blank. But behind his eyes, the dark passenger was no longer alone. A new voice had joined the chorus—the voice of a boy in a shipping container, whispering, Let’s play. Dexter - Season 1- Episode 7

Dexter felt a cold thread pull taut in his chest. Family. Sister. The Ice Truck Killer wasn’t just killing women. He was killing surrogates. He was reenacting something. A failed rescue? A lost sibling? The knife trembled in Dexter’s gloved hand

“Dex, listen to this,” Deb said, pulling him into the briefing room. “The vic, her name was Leila. She used to volunteer at a halfway house for juvenile offenders. Get this—ten years ago, she wrote a letter to a kid there. A kid who was about to get out. She said, and I quote, ‘I know the darkness in you doesn’t have to win. I’ll be your sister, your family, if you let me.’” It was screaming a question: Who am I