Chapter 1 Part 3

Smiling, Dexer walked over and tapped Danny on the shoulder. Danny turned around and for a moment it seemed like he wouldn't remember who Dexter was, but then a smile crept across his face, "Dexter Franklin, I'll be!" What rock did you crawl out from under? What has it been, 20 years?"

"I actually live in over there," Dexter pointed to his house across the street, "Been about that, I think. Seems like a life time ago. So, I guess things have been good for you. When did you become a cop?"

Danny paused for a moment, "About 12 years ago. Tried a couple of other things and they didn't pan out. I needed something more solid and regular. And after all that time with you, hearing about all those mystery books you used to read. And helping you solve little mysteries around school, I thought I would try out law enforcement. It has it's ups and downs but it pays the bills. The wife and kids like to eat, you know. You married?"

Dexter looked down for a moment, here was his friend with a successful career, wife and family and what did have to show for his life? A house that he inherited, rows and rows of books, but not much else, "No, never found that right woman, never felt the need to  be married. Life is good the way it is." He knew his friend could see right though the lie, but he knew he wouldn't push the subject. "So, you got a murder on your hands here?"