the fbi enlists a group of teenagers with special talents to help solve cold cases. but suddenly, the cases aren't so cold.
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IV. Going to Be Interesting
Juniper steps off the jet and blinks, eyes adjusting to the brightness of the sun. As she takes in her surroundings, she notices a woman with strawberry-blonde hair striding toward the plane. She's wearing a grey suit and black sunglasses, and she walks like she has someplace to be.
"I heard a rumor we were getting in around the same time," she calls out to Carter. "Thought I'd come to greet you in person." Without waiting for a reply from the agent, she briskly turns her attention to June. "I'm Special Agent Alice Hale. Carter is my partner, and you're Juniper Madden."
She's timed this speech to end just as she closes the space between herself and June. The woman holds out a hand, and June is struck by the fact that she looks somehow impish despite the sunglasses and the suit.
June takes her hand, shakes it. "It's nice to meet you," she says as sincerely as she can. "Most people just call me June."
"June it is, then," the agent replies. "Carter tells me you're one of mine."
One of hers? June's eyes fill with question.
Chris fills in the blank. "A profiler."
"Don't sound so enthusiastic about the science of profiling, Christopher," Hale says lightly. "June might mistake you for an seventeen-year-old boy without a strong sense of derision for the rest of the world."
Chris holds a hand to his chest. "Your sarcasm wounds me, Agent Hale."
Hale only snorts, shaking her head at the exasperating boy.
"You're home early," Carter cuts in, aiming the comment at his FBI partner. "Nothing in Boise?"
Hale gives a brief jerk of her head. "Dead end."
An unspoken communication passes between the two of them, and then Carter turns to June. "As Chris so obligingly pointed out, Agent Hale is a profiler. She'll be in charge of your training."
"Lucky you," Hale says with a grin.
"Are you . . ." June isn't sure how to ask, and her voice trails off awkwardly.
"A Natural?" Hale finishes. "No. There's only one thing I've ever been a natural at, and sadly, I can't tell you about that until you're twenty-one. But I did go through the FBI Academy and took every class they offered in behavioral analysis. I've been a part of the behavioral science unit for almost three years."
