บท 96: CHAPTER 96

I sat in the room and stared at Dexter through the monitor.

I was aware that he might go berserk and harm himself after being triggered. After all, that was his way of punishing himself.

Dexter was reluctant to answer Quentin's questions and simply kept banging his head against the wall, perhaps trying to calm himself down.

"You killed Sophia, didn't you? You put her in the glass display. I remember when you were at the asylum, you had a habit of collecting small animal bodies."

"You said you were worried that the kitty would leave you, so you killed it and stuffed it. Then, you hid it somewhere that you felt was safe. And that bird…" Quentin persisted in questioning Dexter, determined to extract the truth from him.

"You liked Sophia, but she didn't belong to you. She was in love with Damien, so you had no choice but to kill her. Only then would she be yours forever."