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kiadvánnyal nyújtjuk Magyarország legnagyobb antikvár könyv-kínálatát
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Harry took a deep breath. "I think it's time we talked about your mother."
Harry's instincts kicked in, and he pulled over to the side of the road. He looked at Dexter with a serious expression, one that made Dexter's smile fade.
"Dexter, I need to talk to you about something," Harry said gently. "You know how sometimes you feel...different? Like you have these... urges?"
Dexter's eyes narrowed, intrigued.
Dexter's eyes dropped, and he remembered the tragic night his mother, Debra Morgan, was murdered. The pain and anger he felt that day still lingered.
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