Cross has waited long enough.
Business is business. And the Burned Man and the Reeve? Well, they've got business. At least the way Cross sees it. Even if it's as simple as letting her know he's back in town.
Somehow, though, he doubts it'll be that easy.
So, Cross finds Alessandra's number from back when they'd served together as deputies and dials it, waiting for someone to pick up.
*Ring Ring*