He kneels, pulls on gloves, touches the victim’s jawline. The tissue is still cool. Not refrigerated. Staged within the last four hours.
Rios kneels beside him. “Can you?”
Detective Marcus Cross hadn’t touched clay in eighteen months. Not since the "Carousel Killer" used his own reconstructed face of a Jane Doe to mock him—delivering the plaster bust back in a box, wrapped in his partner’s badge. cross s01e01 720p web h264
Cross stands in the blue-white glare of portable lights, H264 footage playing in his mind from the night his partner died. He sees the angles the cameras missed. The way the killer tilted his head, like an artist critiquing a sculpture. He kneels, pulls on gloves, touches the victim’s jawline
“You’re not supposed to be here,” says the lead detective, a woman named Rios who took over the case after Cross cracked. Staged within the last four hours