Sheriff From — Scream

The cruiser’s headlights cut through the dark, and somewhere behind them, a burner phone powered on.

Sheriff Judy Hicks had survived Woodsboro twice. She’d outlasted Ghostface’s phone calls, the media frenzy, and the town’s whispered suspicion that she might be the killer. Now, ten years later, she sat in her cruiser at 2 a.m., parked outside the abandoned Prescott house, sipping cold coffee. sheriff from scream

Her phone buzzed. Unknown number.