“Good. That’s the difference between a Judge and a executioner. Don’t forget it.”
“That badge doesn’t care about his daughter. It doesn’t care about your guilt. It only cares about the Law. You feel remorse, you file a report. You let it slow your reaction next time, you’re a liability.”
Dredd was silent for a long four seconds. Long enough for the rain to start again, thin and cold.
She looked at the body. At the shattered face of a man who was a victim ten years ago and a monster tonight. She thought of her own first year on the streets. The first perp she’d executed. The way her hands shook for three days.
Dredd gave a single, almost imperceptible nod.
“Good. That’s the difference between a Judge and a executioner. Don’t forget it.”
“That badge doesn’t care about his daughter. It doesn’t care about your guilt. It only cares about the Law. You feel remorse, you file a report. You let it slow your reaction next time, you’re a liability.”
Dredd was silent for a long four seconds. Long enough for the rain to start again, thin and cold.
She looked at the body. At the shattered face of a man who was a victim ten years ago and a monster tonight. She thought of her own first year on the streets. The first perp she’d executed. The way her hands shook for three days.
Dredd gave a single, almost imperceptible nod.
