Masuka hops in the elevator with Lundy. "Agent Lundy," he says, nodding. "I heard a rumor that you're tracking all our internet activity. So, is it true? Because I can explain all that she-male stuff." Oh, Jesus, Vince. That's basically the look Lundy gives him before briskly stepping out of the elevator. "I need my team outside in five minutes," he announces as soon as he's on the floor. "Sounds important," observes LaGuerta, and Lundy replies, "Just got a major break in the investigation. Patrol called in. Found some guy saying he escaped the Bay Harbor Butcher. Claimed he was captured a couple hours ago." "Well, that's a neat trick, considering I was asleep. At least trying to sleep. This could be good news for me." "Morgan!" Lundy half-yells. Deb gets right up in his face, and he says he meant Dexter. "I'd like you to join us," he tells Dex. "Is there blood?" "Not that I'm aware of, no." "But what about Masuka?" Masuka, looking a little hurt, mentions that he is the lead forensics investigator. Lundy says his lab work is more pressing: "I need him to hold the fort down here at the station." "He totally saw the she-male stuff," Masuka says under his breath. "Whaddya say? I'll buy you lunch after," says Lundy. Dexter agrees, reluctantly, as Lundy mentions that he could use a fresh pair of eyes on the case. "I heard you have a knack for tracking serial killers." "I heard the same about you!" says Dex. "He also enjoys walks on the beach and foreign films," Deb says, bitterly. Deb, seriously, don't make me side with WhiteRabbit in wanting to smack you. "We've got a lot to talk about," Lundy tells Dexter ominously. Oh, criminy.
Dex pulls his minivan up to the train yard, and the "victim" is inside an ambulance, telling his story. "He knocked me out, and then when I woke up, I was tied up in that train car over there." "You said he used rope?" asks Lundy. "Dumb fuck. I stretched it out enough so that I could get my legs free and then busted out of there." Having watched all this, Dex VOs, "So that's the alleged victim of the Bay Harbor Butcher? But I've never seen him before in my life." Angel calls over to Dexter and motions for him to cross the police tape and come check out the scene. Angel says that Lundy wants him to check the train car for trace evidence. "Your spidey sense tingling, yet?" he asks. "We'll see when I get inside," says Dex. "Take your time in there," says Angel, suddenly very serious. "We've never been this close to this pendejo." Looking at Angel's hand on his shoulder, Dex VOs, "Closer than you think, amigo." Heh, true. Dexter takes a short tour around the train car, noticing the stuff that's already been tagged by forensics. "He may have borrowed my pseudonym, but this guy doesn't know the first thing about my techniques. Amateur."