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The Secret	By : Keen Category: 1 through F > Dexter Views: 4873 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AFTER I realised what Harper had on me, I went home immediately and
began planning. It took me two days, one to make my plans the next to ruminate
but it was done and I was certain I had covered all the angles. I was actually
proud of myself. Building a solid plan to make some burnout degenerate
disappear was cake compared to explaining away an ATF agent, with family,
friends and, from what I could tell, a very active sex life. Even so, I was
confident all the pieces would fall into place and so far they had.
�The hours of the day waned on
until the sun began to set over Biscayne Bay, washing downtown Miami in violets and reds,
making everything look darker and malevolent. I glanced at the clock, ever mindful
of the time and Harper. She worked contentedly in between friendly banter with
Batista, who seemed too readily soak up her attentions. Masuka
came to say goodbye to me and drop off a file, then came Deb, gleefully telling
me she had a �hot� date.
One by one the room emptied until there were only three of us
remaining and LaGuerta was on her way out. The
Lieutenant sauntered over to my desk with her usual seductive gaze, trying her
best to entice me. I wish she�d stop this, but a normal red blooded man
wouldn�t dare shoo away the attentions of an attractive woman, so I nod in her
direction, trying to look busy in the hopes she will pass soon but she doesn�t.
The curvy woman helps herself to a corner of my desk, clearing a space to lift
her leg onto and sit.
�I�m on my way out Morgan, thinking about getting a cup of coffee.
Want to join me?�
�Sorry, Lieutenant. I have a lot of work to do. I�ll be here until
late.�
She gives me a smile and leans over the desk, �I know you�re waiting
for Harper.�
I blink, pretending to be stunned and then shake my head with an
incredulous smile, �Lieutenant, I really do have a lot of work to do the Lopez
murders ar-�
�Save it,� she sighs, slightly angry. �I�ve seen you looking at her
all day. I hope it works out for you,�
So do I. Although I am a little disconcerted that I was
caught watching, it seems to have worked to my advantage. LaGuerta
abandons her efforts to bed me and turns to Harper, asking the woman her plans
for the evening.
�Nothing really. The case is almost closed and once I finish up
these notes, the only problem I�ll have is getting them to my car.��
�� Don�t worry,
I�m sure Dexter won�t mind helping you out.� LaGuerta
said nodding in my direction, with a wink.
�� I smile at Harper, sunny and light
and she returns it. It unsettles me that she is just as fake
as I am. She was so seemingly genuine in everything she did I would have never
imagined she had the capacity to be.
�� I won�t be here too much later,�
Harper says still looking at me. �I just have to finish up this and I�ll finally be heading home.�
�� She said �finally� like she knew I
had been waiting for her. A tingle of anticipation makes me sit up. I know what
I have planned for her, I wonder if she has something
planned for me as well.
�� Well the both of you,
try not to work too hard.��
�� LaGuerta
nods good night to us and leaves. As she promised the Lieutenant, Harper spends
another hour at her desk, furiously typing. Her last words no doubt, naming me
as her killer. Fortunately I saw far enough ahead to redirect all her outgoing
messages to a false account I set up. I would check to see if I was right
afterward, because at the moment she was standing to leave. ��
�� I see her light switch off and I
pocket my syringe of tranquiliser.
�� Hey Dex,
mind helping me with this?� she says lifting an office box of paper.
�� I nod and take it from her with a
smile and move away. As I approach the elevators, I wonder if what I have
planned is in harmony with Harry�s Code. My knee jerk reaction is to say yes.
I�ve planned so hard for this moment, taking every precaution, every detail
into account so I want this to happen, I want the answer to be yes. But I know,
deep down, he would be disappointed in me. Agent Harper happened to be in the
wrong place at the wrong time, but surely Harry would see the necessity in
killing her. I had to preserve my secrets as well as his, after all the first
rule was and always would be, �Don�t get caught.�
�� Don�t
get caught�
The elevator sounds its arrival and I begin to worry. She�s not there,
still fiddling with something at her desk. I hope she won�t tell me to go ahead
without her. I can�t kill her in the garage, there are
cameras there just as there are here.� It
has to be in the elevator and then to the basement. And almost as if she knew
my desire, I see her part the glass doors, running as much as her heels will
allow to catch up to me. In a breeze of sweet but subtle perfume, she hops
inside just in time. I see her pause profoundly as she looks to the panel of buttons,
none of them lit.
She glances at me and I worry she�s figured it out, knows my plan and
would run screaming into the hall, but Harper was very still. A soft smile
curls her red lips and I feel uneasy. It�s almost as if she knew and expected
this moment.
Carefully I ease the box down, preparing myself for a fight. My finger
slides off the needle�s cap into my pocket. Her voice makes me pause.
�� I know what you do, Dexter,� she
began, casually pressing the garage level. �But I also know exactly who you do it to.�
�� I am surprised, �And?�
�� And if my silence buys you more
time to do it, then you have it.� She said turning her face to the doors again.
�� The syringe is out of my pocket now.
Her steadily pulsing neck calling for its sharpened tip.
I only trusted person since Harry with my secret and it ended badly. I made it
a point not to trust anyone since but Harper dared me to. She already put so
much faith in me.
She stood with her back to me, in this closed space, in these late
hours.� Both of us knew I could make her
disappear in this instant, but she trusted I wouldn�t. I was almost ashamed she
thought so highly of me but then again, so did Harry. Harper saw what my father
saw in me, a force of evil that in feeding its own need, did good. The door grumbled
open and I lifted my head as she stepped through, too stunned and caught up in
my own inner thoughts to stop her as she raised the box from my feet.
�� Good night, Dex�
she said, lifting her eyes.
�� I nod and wave out of habit, not
because I will.

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