Chapter 3: Tell them
"Joel is O.K. but I don't like this "Paige". She is so… I don't know. Dead would be a good word for her. It doesn't seem that she has any motions or a heart." Stella said. She couldn't understand Paige.
"Maybe something happened in her past. You don't know. Or maybe she is just like this. It's not your problem Stella." Mac tried to calm her.
"But she is right. Paige doesn't have any motion." Hawkes replied. Adam nodded. He thought the same.
The same time Paige and Joel were sitting in the lab. They sat in front of the computers and tried to find a matching fingerprint.
"That's so stupid. Why do we have to be in New York?" Paige shacked with her head. She didn't have the nerves for that.
"Tell them." Joel said. He said this sentence for about 2 hours. And ONLY this sentence. He got on Paige's nerves.
"If you say it again, I will kick your little ass! Got it?" Paige said in a too calm voice.
"Tell them." Joel said with a smirk on his face. Paige stood up, went to his seat and punched on his right arm.
"Hey. Stop it! I only said that this would make it easier but if you want to be the girl nobody likes and without the motions and feelings: O.K. Not my problem." Paige turned her head away. She knew that Joel was. She just didn't want to say it. Then the computer found the perfect fingerprint. Emily Warner. She stayed in a hotel near Madison Square.
"Come on. We get our New York-helpers and get her. She won't kill again."
"I know why are so bad today: You are just pissed because the Yankees lost the game last evening." Joel said and he laughed like never before.
"Joel, I will kill you. Got that? Nobody says this to a New Yorker girl?" While they went out to Mac's office, Paige punched Joel's left arm.