A chill ran through the room. Cross stared at the image. The killer wasn’t just challenging the MPC; he was mocking their failure to protect the innocent.
The bullpen erupted into chaos—calls to protect family, SWAT deployment, a frantic scramble. But Cross was already moving, his mind racing ahead. He grabbed his service weapon and ran for the door, Sampson at his heels. cross s01e06 mpc
Ethan’s voice was calm, almost gentle. “Hello, Detective. Did you like my sermon? Step six is always the hardest. It’s the moment the jury—that’s you, by the way—decides if the punishment fits the crime.” A chill ran through the room
The line went dead.