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Black: Kari Kimmel
"Guys." I enter the lab and then stop as Jack punches the robot, making Mac and Evan jump.
"He was making a move. You saw him." Jack tells the boys and I raise my eyebrows. "You sa...Lina, you saw him. He was making a move."
"Oh, yeah. Big move."
"Thank you."
"You feel better now?"
"Actually, I-"
"That was rhetorical. Matty needs us upstairs, now." I turn.
"You done lost your damn mind, Jack." Bozer inquires.
"Yeah, whatever. Ah!" Jack holds his fist.
"That's why you hurt your hand." Evan wraps his arm around my neck.
He groans. "Ah, I hate robots, man."
"I'm sure they hate you just as much, Jack." I nod and the others chuckle as we make our way towards the main room.
"Really funny, Harvard." He retorts and I turn to him with a cold glare. "Lina." He clears his throat and I open the door for them. "Thank you." He nods with a grin and enters, with the others following behind. I smirk to myself and head in, then closing the door.
"Thank you, Lina." Matty tells me.
"Thought I'd save you a text they weren't gonna read." I walk over and cross my arms.
"Last night, Vanessa Frank and Daniel Lee were found dead in a small park near San Francisco. They were having a picnic when an unidentified man gunned them down. An eyewitness told SFPD that he thought he saw the shooter walking away, but he couldn't make a positive ID." She looks at the screen.
"Excuse me, Matty, maybe I didn't get the memo. We're a spy agency. This sounds like a straight-up murder case. Why can't the San Francisco PD handle this?" Jack wonders.
"I'm so sorry." I tell Matty.
"What?" McKenna questions.
"Ordinarily, they would." Matty frosts the glass. "But Vanessa Frank was my goddaughter."
"Matty, I'm sorry." Mac tells her.
I fix my watch around my wrist. "What happened?"
"The eyewitness was a passing driver who spotted Vanessa and Dan from the road. He told SFPD that he saw a man in a black hood walking away from their bodies, holding a gun."
"A young couple in the park and a black-hooded shooter? I mean, Lina's a black hooded shooter-"
"A different one." I cut Jack off before looking back at the screen.
