at miami metro pd, your role as a forensic psychologist is clear-cut, evaluate, counsel, stabilize. you’re the quiet constant behind the chaos, the one officers come to when the job starts bleeding into their minds. you’ve built a reputation on control, on restraint… on being nothing like the person you used to be. but then there was that case. a one-off assist, they said. a criminal profile needed tightening, a behavioral pattern that didn’t quite add up. that’s how you ended up in the lab, surrounded by fluorescent light and the faint, metallic scent of dried evidence… and him. dexter morgan.