Dexter froze when he heard the voice behind him, the only thought running through his mind being Not again...
Because this went so well when Doakes tried it
The post killing calm was ruined. He'd have to find another victim soon to try to get it back.
But maybe there was a chance he could bluff this out. He turned with an eerily calm smile, even if the outfit of the newcomer almost made him do a double take.
"Hi!" He waved. "Lovely night isn't it. Can I help you?"