Chapter 2 - Recollections of the Past“So, let's get this clear, Dexter. You're telling me that this Christina, who you met in Romania, is a descendant of the original Dracula family but that she's not a vampire, even though you keep dreaming of her as if she were one. Right?”
Dexter smiled rather sheepishly at the petite blonde haired woman who sat opposite him in the bar of the Regal Hotel where the two shared morning coffee. Karen Bailey was a friend and a little more than that. He'd known her for over five years and though they'd never been an item the two had occasionally sought solace in each other's arms for the occasional night of unbridled passion whenever the whim took them. Like Dexter, Karen was a journalist and her incisive mind and professionalism had ensured that, unlike Dex
