Hannibal and Duncan's Sociopath

Any time soon

Mari pov

Today was a good day and some dumbass had to go out and kill someone

On today's fuck up shit we investigate the murder of a Baltimore musician who had his throat opened and a cello neck inserted through his mouth. Will and I, interpret this as one killer serenading another.

I am under-caffeinated and Will has distanced himself from me and I'm worried that his seeing me last time made him hate me. I don't know what to do.

So I had to take Hannibal up on that therapy session because Jack is being a sour puss about getting bodied by me in front of Will, Hannibal, and Alana.

So here I am in this God-forsaken building looking at the man that looks like a clone of my husband.

"How is everything going with you Mrs. Vizla is there anything that you would like to talk about in particular," Hannibal says smoothly.

I answer "like I stated the last time we spoke about me being in this chair. No, you and I both know that I didn't want to be here in the first place. Jack is forcing me to come here and speak to you." I say rolling my eyes wishing Jack was here so he could see me do it.

"It's not like you are not a wonder to talk to I'm sure we would have wonderful conversations if I wasn't forced to come here. But alas here we are wasting energy and time." I say trying my damn hardest not to slouch in this chair.

He listens and nodded his head. " I agree it is hard to supply therapy to someone who doesn't want to be in therapy."

I smirk at him "At least we can agree on something. How about we call it a day.

He smiles a smile that reminds me of Duncan before he causes mischief. "How about we talk about your triggers."

"I knew you were going to want to talk about those. It's easy in the 10 years I was gone, shit happened to me that I wouldn't tell God about if he didn't already know." I say lazily

"I'll give you something to work with since we have nothing better to do."

I sit straight in the chair and look him in the eyes. The void that they are looking back at me

"My father as soon as I left those 10 years ago tried to kill me. He put a $500billion  bounty over my head. My every waking breath was me fighting for my life. I dealt with that alone for about 5 years until I meet my now husband Duncan Vizla in the crossfire of a shootout in a kids' library. He also had a high bounty over his head. So when Jack stormed towards me I thought of nothing but self-preservation." I say maintaining eye contact with him the would time.

His face shows all of his emotions just like Duncan's does. He is shocked and alarmed by the words that I just spoke to him.

We keep eye contact its almost like predator vs prey. I wonder if he has ever felt like this before

With a cool tone, he asks"Did you kill all of the people that hunted you for that bounty?"

I smile an evil smile"Obviously Yes I wouldn't be here if I didn't.

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Hannibal pov

$500billion her father wanted her dead and the fact that she is still alive speaks volumes about her skills.