Tess was looking at the blood results, watching as the robot beside her worked through the sample she’d given earlier. The crime scene robots were useful. They made sure that they didn’t have to leave the crime scene to process key information. Even while she watched the information loading, her eyes were scanning the crime scene, looking for any clues that had been missed. The information loaded, and Tess’ gaze moved back to it. She took in the information, glancing back to the body with narrowed eyes. The results were the same as the last one that they’d found. The placement was different, more elaborate, and the chemicals in the blood were more refined. It was clear that the serial killer was learning, perfecting his craft.<br/><br/>She was so engrossed in the results, that when a hand moved through her hologram, she reacted on instinct. Her hand snaked out and grabbed the wrist, pulling it towards her, across the woman’s body so that it forced the woman to turn. It placed the woman’s back to her chest, and her elbow hooked around the woman’s neck while the other hand twisted the woman’s arm behind her back. The whole move took a second, too quickly for Jameson to react himself.<br/><br/>“Tess! Let her go! She’s your handler for God’s sake!” Jameson’s voice cut through the clearing and Tess stared at him for a moment, watching as his hand twitched for his gun, before releasing her hold and pushing the woman forward. Jameson’s hand moved away from his gun as he jogged over, giving Tess a warning glare before moving to Marlene. “Clearly the powers that be decided not to tell you a thing about your hunter. Tess is deaf, and she doesn’t react well to surprises. The idiots should have registered you voice but clearly they’ve been lax. I’ll have a word with them later. Are you alright?”<br/><br/>“It was hardly enough to break her arm.” Tess muttered, folding her arms and looking away.<br/><br/>“Jesus Christ Tess, apologise. I’m used to your shit, agent Switt is not and if she decides to put a complaint in against you then there’s nothing I can do.” Jameson was angry, and when he glanced back, he saw the other three jostling each other, clearly hedging their bets.<br/><br/>Tess looked at Jameson, and then over to the new woman. She understood the consequences fine well. It was another complaint and she was spending a year in high security, without her hearing aid. “Sorry, I don’t like being surprised, Agent.”<br/><br/>Jameson decided to attribute the monotone in her voice to the fact that she was deaf. He rolled his eyes, waving his hand in dismissal. “She can read your lips, and your hands, if she wants to.“<br/><br/>That earned him a glance from Tess before the hunter looked back to the handler. “What do you want?” She reached into her pocket, removing the cigarette that she'd rolled earlier and sticking it in her mouth. She patted the pockets of her leather jacket for her lighter, figuring that if she couldn't find it she'd use one of the robots.