"Seriously! Why don't you like me? All we do is argue, we can never agree on simple deductions of people, you ignore the facts and shoot down any idea I have, and you're all around a pain in my ass! One case, all I ask is for one case to go to plan! You're not the only 'mentalist' here, Jane." I yelled in the middle of the interrogation room Lisbon locked us in. She wants Jane and I to 'work out our issues'. Hes been nothing but pain in my ass since I started here with the CBI. The last 4 and a half months has been nothing but hell and stress because of him. Jane has that snarky little smile he gets on his face when hes about to say something sassy. I can't help but to roll my eyes at him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alice Hull is what some would call a 'mentalist', some say 'psychic', but she'll deny that saying "theres no such thing". She's right, there isn't, but there are mentalists like her. People who can read others like it's an open book and the pages are in bold writing. Alice has always had this 'gift' but she refined it, expanded upon it when she heard of a man just like her. Obviously more renowned than her, better than her. His name was Patrick Jane, a con man marketing himself as a 'psychic' to make money. But Alice saw through every lie and studied every trick he had. He was an inspiration to her honestly. Especially because she works as a consultant for a town in her home town in Maryland. After she moves to California she meets Patrick Jane in a new unit she works for. Why do they hate each other? What makes them so different?All Rights Reserved