In a derelict cottage in L.A a young woman is found savagely murdered. Naked strung from two wooden posts the skin has been ripped from her face
- while she was still alive. On the nape of her neck is carved a strange double-cross: the signature of a psychopath known as the Crucifix Killer. But thats not possible. Because two years ago the Crucifix Killer was caught & executed. Could this be the work of a copycat? Or is Homicide Detective Robert Hunter forced to face the unthinkable? Is the real Crucifix Killer still out there taunting Hunter with his inability to catch him? Robert Hunter & his rookie partner are about to enter a nightmare beyond imagining.. .