The entrance to the Hell's Kitchen Police Station had turned into a chaotic battlefield...
Beckett wanted to give the police station a positive image, so she had arrested several outsiders who had come to cause trouble.
At the same time, she had drawn the Red Room's attack.
The first showed everyone in Hell's Kitchen where she stood. The second was her way of doing a favor for her friend Natasha.
There was an indescribable thrill in arresting people the gangs couldn't handle!
Natasha's family wouldn't compromise with the gangs, but they'd have reservations about taking on a heavily armed police force.
That was why the police had managed to arrest them without a single casualty!
Listening to the gunfire outside, Beckett looked at the two women and one man handcuffed in the police station lobby and said with a smile, "I hope you'll cooperate...
"The charges you're facing aren't too serious yet. With a good lawyer, there's still room to negotiate.
"But if you cause any more trouble now, things could get out of hand."
Melina, the eldest of them, wore her hair in old-fashioned braids. She looked up at the police station ceiling and said gravely, "You don't understand what kind of trouble you've gotten yourself into, do you?
"I can promise you we won't try to escape, but I'd like you to take off our handcuffs.
"It's too late to talk about anything else. Let us help you drive them off first..."
Beckett was getting tired of people underestimating her. She shook her head in exasperation and said, "I don't want to say this, but...
"This is Hell's Kitchen!"
As she spoke, Beckett glanced at Natasha, who was leaning against the wall by the door. With a faintly amused look, she asked, "You don't have faith in the