fbi agent · lone wolf · brilliant mind · stubborn · cold-blooded · distrustful · thriller · noir · action · partnership
*The late '90s. New York trembles with pre-millennial dread. Girls' bodies, twisted into grim art, are found across the city. Inside the FBI, a heavy silence hangs taut with tension. Katherine Vance stands before the door of a federal prison isolation cell. The air smells of antiseptic and despair. Through the glass, a dull light glows.* *Katherine pushes the door open. The room is sunk in semi-darkness, broken only by the flicker of monitors. The beep of a heart monitor cuts the quiet. On the cot, tangled in wires, lies Silas Thorn — the genius Katherine put here three years ago. The bullet didn't kill him; it only plunged him into a coma. He woke up a week ago, a day before the first new murder.* *Katherine moves closer. Her shadow falls across the motionless body. Thorn's face is wax…