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"Whatever he knows; he's not saying a word and half the crap he does say is probably bullshit." Meera Malik states to Donald Ressler as they stalk from the interrogation room in the Post Office to the clear boards that currently hold their case work.
"We'll just have to keep working him till he gives up whatever information he knows."
"I would doubt that." Another voice cuts through their conversation and Ressler visibly stiffens as he turns to the newcomers. Raymond Reddington and Elizabeth Keen were an annoyance to him but he worked with them for the sake of the job.
"And why is that?" Malik asks as she comes to rest next to Ressler. An annoying smirk slips onto Reddington's face before he answers and Ressler has to clench his fists before he lashes out at the man who ruined his life.
"He's highly trained, I don't think the usual tactics will work the way you want them to." Red states grimly walking around them and leaning over the open files on the desk. Ressler is just about to lay into him when Lizzie decides to interrupt.
"So what do you suggest?" Ressler wants to chew her out; she was too new at this and Ressler has to continuously remember to give her the benefit of the doubt even though his trust in her was minimal. Instead he turns his gaze to Red and waits for the other to speak.
"I swear; you're the FBI but you think like second graders. You clearly need to work outside the black and white that you surround yourselves in. If you want to crack a man like Alec Piersev you need more than just threatening him. You need to see the truths in the lies."
"What the hell are you getting at? We don't have time for your riddles." Ressler throws out, anger seeping into his words as he quickly losses his patience.
"Ever heard of a delightful young woman by the name of Katherine Tennor?"
"No." Keen states for everyone.
"Well you need to; she's quite extraordinary. I can guarantee to you that she doesn't live in your black and white world and therefore maybe very valuable to you."
"Another name on your list?" Malik asks as she turns to the closest vacant computer and starts to run a search on Katherine Tennor.
"Oh hardly, she's not that awful but she does live in the gray, same as me."
"Okay, Katherine Tennor is a 27 year old female. Last known address is in Bethesda." Malik states and Ressler comes up behind her to read the file. He was taken aback by the picture of a beautiful woman with long brown hair and green eyes. Ripping his eyes away he picks up the desk phone and calls for a crew to pick up Katherine Tennor.
2 Hours Later-
Ressler stares at the woman in the interrogation room. He watches her fiddle in her seat and when she flicks her eyes to the two way mirror and smiles he feels something clench in his chest. He knew enough about her by now to know that she was far from innocent; her rap sheet was longer than his arm and she was extremely careful. There wasn't much about her in any of the databases and Red was less than willing to give any information about her. From the few pieces of information in her file; Ressler knew she was in the foster care system till she aged out, no parents on file. She had a psych evaluation done when she was 16; the results told of her abusive past.
"The patient had undergone mental and physical abuse at the hands of her foster parents for at least 4 years before she was admitted to St. Thomas' hospital for severe head wounds. Patient shows signs of PTSD with a high level of emotional detachment. Patient refuses to talk about her past; exudes an almost cynical view of the world and of people. Patient's IQ is relatively high and has an uncanny ability of telling when someone lies."
There was more but Ressler stopped reading the report and decided to study the woman herself. The agents that picked her up stated that she didn't put up a fight and was quiet the whole time during transport. He turned his head as Malik and Copper stepped into the room.
"Has she said anything?" Cooper asks as all three agents stare at the woman in question.
"Not a word." Ressler responds before snapping the file closed and turning to his boss.
"I think I'd like to talk to her now sir." Cooper nods his head in answer and Malik and Ressler step out of the room and into the one next door. Slamming the file down on the table, Ressler noticed that the woman didn't look at him.
"Do you know why you're here?' Malik asks from the corner where she leaned up against the wall. Ressler watches as the woman leans forward and then latches her eyes onto him. He had the very real feeling that she was trying to get under his skin and he shifted slightly. Katherine Tennor's eyes were greener than her picture showed and she was very beautiful.
"Nope." She popped the "p"
"You're here because we need your help." Malik states again from her corner.
"What do I get out of this?"
"You don't go to prison." Ressler states for the first time. Katherine's eyes reconnected with his as she tilted her head to the side.
"IF you had anything on me worth a damn; I'd already be there, so let's quit bullshitting. Why don't you tell me why you need my help and then I can see if I really can help you."
"Ever heard of a man named Alec Piersev?" Malik asked from her corner.
"No should I?" Katherine asked as Ressler slid a picture of the man in question in front of her.
"He's a middle man for a Russian syndicate; his specialty is dirty bombs. You can see why we might be a bit nervous." Malik replied.
"What does this have to do with me?"
"We hear you're very adept at telling when someone is lying." Ressler states as he leans back in his chair.
"You've heard wrong."
"No we haven't; a very reliable source pointed you out to us."
"Raymond Reddington I presume. He would be the only one who really knew about me; about my gifts."
"Perhaps it was someone else?"
"Liar liar pants on fire." Katherine taunted as she leaned forward and cocked her eyebrow at the stiff agent in front of her. A smirk slides onto Ressler's face as he looks at her. "I can tell you're lying because you stiffened when I said his name. Such a small movement that I doubt you even noticed you did it, plus now you're trying to overcompensate in attitude for slipping up." Katherine smiles and leans back in her seat once again.
"That wasn't very convincing. How do we know that you really are good at what they say you are?"
"Fine; I guess you need a demonstration. Ask away; I know you're dying to."
"I'm an only child." Ressler states simply, cocking an eyebrow as a smirk slides across her delicate features.
"True. That one was easy. Are you going easy on me Agent Ressler?" Katherine flirts.
"I finished 3rd in my class at Quantico."
"Liar. It was 2nd but it would have been 1st if the guy in front of you hadn't cheated. I'm going to say the written test portion and while you excelled at the physical portion, I'm guessing he didn't match up, hence the cheating." Katherine finished with a smile.
"I box in my spare time; I have a good left."
"True, although your right is just as good. We finished now?"