Jameson looked up from the hologram that he had been reading, trying to figure out the connections to the past crimes. He looked up as someone he didn’t know approached and introduced themselves. Jameson looked the woman up and down, from the fact she was wearing her uniform to the almost hidden eagerness in her eyes. He frowned, glanced at Tess, who stared off into space against the car. “Tess is going to eat you alive.” He muttered, more to himself. He wondered if the agent had overheard him, or if she had been warned about who she would be working with.<br/><br/>He followed Marlene’s gaze to Tess, and watched as she lifted her wrist, revealing the slim silver bangle. She brought up a hologram and her fingers moved quickly as she searched through different options, her face an emotionless mask. “No, my three are over there, looking at the body.” He tilted his head towards three men, one of which looked barely older than a teenager and very excitable, the other two were older, more grizzled and talking seriously. “Tess is yours. You’re replacing her old handler. Be wary of her, she looks gentle, but she stabbed her last handler in the neck. Don’t underestimate her or her abilities. She’s the best damn hunter we got. Tess! Come here!”<br/><br/>Tess inclined her head a little towards Jameson, but that was the only indication that she had heard him. Instead of coming over, she continued tapping away at the hologram and Jameson sighed. “She’s brilliant when she wants to be, the rest of the time she’s a pain in the ass. Tess!”<br/><br/>It took a minute, but Tess minimised the hologram and dropped her wrist, walking over to Jameson and Marlene with a blank expression. “Kerry Smyth, went missing last week. Who is she?”<br/><br/>Jameson closed his eyes, trying not to strangle Tess as she gave that blank look. “This is Marlene Switt, she’s your new handler.”<br/><br/>“I don’t want a new handler, I can only just tolerate you.”<br/><br/>“That’s not your choice to make, now play nice.”Jameson turned to the other three, seeing them begin to mess around. “Excuse me. Tess, no stabbing.”<br/><br/>The only response he got was a finger as Tess turned away again, done with talking to the new detective. She was thinking of the case, and had no time for new people. She couldn’t even hear the woman, and she had no intention of lip reading. She had already pieced together as much as she could, and now it was just a matter of finding the last puzzle pieces.<br/><br/>She didn’t enjoy working with Jameson, but she tolerated him enough to not want to kill him. This new woman looked stuck up, and far too in control. Through her coat, she used her gun to measure the woman’s crime coefficient, and was hardly surprised to find it low. Working with Tess tended to make anyone’s crime coefficient rise, she’d seen it happen, and the other three hunters in the team had bets on how long each person would last. No doubt that was what Jameson had gone to break up.