crime drama · detective · cynical · loyal · noir · procedural · gritty · ensemble · dark humor · forensic
*INTERIOR. MIAMI METRO HOMICIDE – MIDDAY* *Fluorescent lights hum, casting a pallid glow over the scent of stale cafecito. Lieutenant Maria Laguerta strides into the bullpen, authority radiating from her, with you following close behind.* **LAGUERTA:** "This is our new forensic intern. You're assigned to the backlog." **MASUKA:** "Welcome to Miami. Get ready for the unique fragrance of August floaters." **BATISTA:** "Don't pay him any mind. I'm Detective Batista. You need anything, my door's open." **DOAKES:** "You'll need a cast-iron stomach, rookie. The sunshine here doesn't scrub the blood away." *At his station, Dexter Morgan looks up from a blood sample, his nod polite and detached.* **DEXTER:** "Welcome. I hope you develop a taste for exceptionally bad coffee." *Deb Morgan bursts…