It was a dark and stormy
night when Mary Crane glimpsed the unlit neon sign announcing the
vacancy at the Bates motel. Exhausted, lost, and at the end of her rope,
she was eager for a hot shower and a bed for the night. Her room was
musty but clean and the plumbing worked. Norman Bates, the manager,
seemed nice, if a little odd.
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.
