Fallen Angels
Pinkstranger
Shoutouts: brankel1- Rocky is so much fun to write. I just have a blast with him. And you're very right, not a copycat. Keep reading to find out if they can catch him.
Jeremy Shane- Thanks for reviewing, glad to see that you're sticking with me. Here's more!
InducedSideEffects- I'm glad that you think this looks amazing. The future chapters I have written really have pushed me as a writer so I'm glad when my stuff is appreciated. I decided to give Kat a different career for once. I usually make her a teacher or a nurse, or something along those line. Hopefully I'm doing a good job at making her a strong independent woman with a strong career and sense of justice... well that's what I'm going for anyway lol. hope you enjoy this next chapter.
Chapter 3
Kat and Jason arrived on the scene together after a few minutes. Jason led Kat toward the body only to be intercepted by Tom.
"Hey Jason, going to introduce me to you're pretty friend here?" Tom grinned charmingly at Kat.
"Dunham, Special rAgent Hillard. Kat, this is my partner, Lieutenant Tom Dunham." Jason introduced them.
"Special is the right word. The pleasure is all mine." Tom continued to grin. "I would sure love to discuss this case with you, perhaps over dinner or maybe a drink or two…"
"Oh please!" Kat rolled her eyes. "There's a murder victim only twenty feet from you, and you have the nerve to try and make a move on me."
"I uh…"
"If you're done ogling me, I'd like to see the body." Kat shook her head as she moved past Tom without a second glance.
"Sorry about him." Jason said as he moved next to her. "He's a good cop, just not exactly… a gentleman."
"Don't worry about it Jase. I can handle guys like him. If he had hit on me any place other than a crime scene I might have flirted back, he's not bad looking." Kat smirked. Jason fought off the sudden feeling of jealousy as he followed Kat. He watched as she knelt down next to the body and lifted the sheet. "Damn!" She exclaimed after only a moment.
"Your guy huh?" Jason sighed.
"It sure looks like him." Kat shook her head. "If it's not my guy, then the copycat has to have inside information."
"How so?"
"We never revealed certain details to the public." Kat explained. "The key one being the flowers. We never said what kind of flowers or their colors, but this person got it down pat, even putting the rose behind the right ear."
"Damn." Jason muttered.
"Of course I'll know more once your coroner has the body." Kat said as she covered the young woman back up.
"I'll let the CSI team know they can process the body." Jason nodded and walked off. Kat began walking around the body, trying to determine where the killer would have been standing. What he could have been thinking… just trying to get into his head. She hadn't been sure of how long she had been standing there lost in her thoughts, when a strong hand clasped onto her shoulder causing her to jump.
"Jason! Don't sneak up on me!"
"I didn't. I called your name a couple times, but you were really lost in thought." Jason replied.
"Sorry, I tend to do that sometimes." Kat shrugged. "I hope my team gets here fast. We've got a lot to go over."
"How many do you have on your team?" Jason asked.
"There five not including me. We were all handpicked to work this case. The best of the best as the director calls us."
"How long have you guys been working this case?"
"Three years." Kat sighed.
"Ouch."
"Yeah, I know. I want to take this guy down so badly, I can taste it, but he's good. I mean really good. He hasn't left a single clue yet."
"Does he…" Jason trailed off unable to finish his own question.
"Before and after." Kat grimaced. "This guy is a real sicko."
"That's an understatement." Jason nodded with a shudder, trying to block out the images Kat's statement created.
"How many victims?"
"This girl makes fifteen." Kat said sadly as she glanced at the sheet covered body once again. "Three years and fifteen women I couldn't save."
"Kat you can't blame yourself." Jason took her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. "You said it yourself, this guys is good. Sooner or later he'll slip up and you'll slap those cuffs on his wrists."
"I hope so Jason, I hope so."
"I know so Kat. You'll catch him."
"Thanks Jase." Kat smiled at him before Jason released her. "So now what?"
"I have to go inform the family." Jason said sadly. "I hate this part of my job."
"Is it okay if I tag along?" Kat asked.
"I was going to ask if you wanted to come." Jason nodded. They left the crime scene and climbed into Jason's truck. Along the way to toward the bluffs, where the James family lived, Jason told Katherine everything that he knew about the victim. He parked his truck in front of a large three story home with a spacious front yard. They walked up the long walkway toward the house, silently gathering their courage and strength to talk to the family. Jason rang the doorbell and almost immediately the door opened to reveal a middle aged blonde haired woman with streaks of grey running through her hair toward her perfect bun. Her light blue eyes sparkled like precious gems set in her tanned face.
"May I help you?"
"Are you Mrs. James?" Jason asked.
"Yes, who… You! I saw you on the television this morning! Please say you aren't here about that!" Mrs. James began to back away from the door leaving it wide open. "Please tell me it isn't my Tabatha!"
"We're very sorry Mrs. James." Katherine offered sadly.
"No! Tabby-cat!" Mrs. James covered her face with her hands as she fell to the floor next to the stairwell.
"Sandy! Sandy, what's wrong?" Tyler James rushed into the room to his wife's side. He wrapped strong arms around her as he tried to get to her answer. Sandy James continued to weep uncontrollably on the floor, calling out her daughter's name. Tyler looked up at Jason and Kat. "That murder in the park, that was our Tabby-cat wasn't it?"
"I'm very sorry sir." Jason replied.
"Sandy, let's go call your mother and I'll make you a cup of tea." Tyler suggested as he helped his wife up to her feet.
"I don't want a cup of tea Tyler! I want my Tabatha!" Sandy screamed as Tyler led her off toward the kitchen.
"I hate this part." Jason muttered once again.
"Me too." Kat agreed. "The father seems to be handling this fairly well."
"Tyler James isn't one to fall to pieces. He's known for having a level head in every situation, and he's proving just that. That's why he's so successful in the business world. He knows that losing his mind isn't going to help us catch Tabatha's killer."
"So sorry to keep you waiting." Tyler said as he returned to the room after a few minutes.
"It's not a bother, we understand." Jason replied. "I'm Lieutenant Jason Scott, AGPD and this is Special Agent Katherine Hillard, FBI."
"What interest does the FBI have in my daughter's murder?" Tyler James raised an eyebrow.
"I believe that your daughter is the latest victim of a serial killer I have been chasing." Kat replied.
"How sure of this are you?" Tyler asked.
"I'm almost one hundred percent sure, sir. Everything about your daughter's murder fits his style, right down to the undisclosed details." Kat explained.
"I see." Tyler fell silent for a few moments. "How many women did he take before my Tabby-cat?"
"Fourteen." Kat replied. "I believe your daughter was the fifteenth."
"Can you tell me… Did he… My daughter… Did he… rape my daughter?" Tyler's voice broke as he forced out his sentence, the quiver in his voice was the only indication to the turmoil raging within the man.
"We haven't performed an autopsy yet." Jason cut in.
"I was asking Agent Hillard." Tyler scolded Jason before turning his steely blue eyes back on Katherine. She bit her bottom lip before answering, taking her time to think over her reply.
"He has all his other victims." She answered, ignoring the blazing glare that Jason sent at her, as she locked eyes with Tyler.
"Thank you for your honesty Agent Hillard." Tyler said with a slight nod. "Please, don't tell Sandy that part, if you can avoid it. It would surely kill her."
"We'll do our best to keep that out of the public eye." Jason agreed as Katherine nodded.
"If you or your wife ever needs anything… Here's my card." Kat handed him her card before placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Again, I'm so sorry about your loss."
"Thank you for your kindness Agent Hillard. Lieutenant Scott." He stared at the card in his hand as she started to walk away with Jason. "New York?"
"That's where I'm located." Kat turned back around to look at him.
"Is that were this thing is from as well?"
"Yes." Kat nodded.
"Why would he come here?" Tyler asked aloud.
"I don't know, but I promise you that I will find out." Kat commented.
"We'll catch this guy." Jason added.
"I certainly hope that you do. I would hate for anyone else to lose their daughter to this monster."
"We'll keep you posted on our investigation as much as we can." Jason offered.
"Remember, if you need anything, just call." Kat said before she and Jason left. They walked out to the truck in silence.
"You shouldn't have told him about the rapes!" Jason nearly shouted once they were in the truck.
"I didn't get to where I am by playing coy Jason! The man asked me an honest question and he deserved an honest answer!" Kat shot back. "Besides I didn't say that Tabatha was, I said the other women were."
"It's the same thing Kat!"
"No it isn't!" Kat retorted. She was fuming and her voice raised a pitch.
"Like hell it isn't!"
"I didn't do anything wrong in there Jason!" Kat quipped angrily. "I did not specifically say that Tabatha had been raped by the killer."
"But he still believes it to be true. The medical examiner hasn't even seen her yet." Jason snapped.
"Just drive to the station. I'm not having this conversation with you." Kat crossed her arms and leaned back into the seat, staring out the passenger side window.
"Oh that's right, build up your walls and shut everyone out." Jason rolled his eyes as he started the truck. "When's the last time you didn't walk away from an uncomfortable conversation?"
"Drop it Jason." Kat warned. Jason let out a snort and put the truck in drive. The duo drove silently and uncomfortably to the station. They walked through the rows of desks toward Jason's office. Jason led the way with Kat following behind, her eyes burning into his back with each step.
"Whoa! Trouble in paradise?" Tom joked, sensing the tension as they walked in the door to the office.
"Shut it Dunham." Jason snapped as Kat slipped behind his desk and turned on his computer.
"That was harsh Jase." Kat shook her head. "He was only trying to lighten the mood."
"Yeah, I'm the good guy over here." Tom grinned.
"Stay out of it Dunham." Jason warned. Tom took the hint and turned back to his paperwork. Jason hardly ever called him by his last name, hearing it twice in a row wasn't a good sign.
"He didn't do anything." Kat scolded Jason. Jason just rolled his eyes. "You're mad at me; don't take it out on Tom."
"Who said I'm mad?"
"Oh please, the set jaw, the fire flashing in your eyes, snappy tone… You are pissed my friend."
"Okay so I'm mad." Jason shook his head. "I have every right to be."
"Who says that you do?" Kat raised an eyebrow.
"You told Mr. James a crucial piece of evidence that we haven't even confirmed yet!"
"Again, I didn't tell him specifically that Tabatha was raped! I said the other victims were! I was being honest!"
"You couldn't have just said we don't know?"
"I don't play like that Jason!" Kat argued as she picked up a folder sitting on Jason's desk. She slid it across the desk toward Jason without opening it. "That's from the medical examiner. Most likely he finished his preliminary examination. I'm sure that it'll confirm my suspicion."
Jason picked up the folder still glaring at Kat. He flipped it open and read the report. After a few minutes he set it down and rubbed a hand down his face. Tabatha James had indeed been raped both before and after death.
He finally glanced at Kat. She was leaning back in his chair, her arms behind her head and her long blonde hair spilling down over her shoulders in gentle waves. Her sapphire eyes gleaming with victory. She flashed him an 'I told you so' smirk.
"You still shouldn't have said anything." Jason said. Kat rolled her eyes.
"One of these days the PD is going to learn not to argue with you, huh Boss?" a deep male voice called from the doorway. Jason turned around and was greeted with the cold glare from unfriendly grey eyes. The man's eyes reminded Jason of a stormy sky. He stood an impressive 6'6", broad shoulders, jet black hair neatly combed back, and bronze skin. His tailored suit clung to his body, and Jason could tell the man was very muscular; he looked like he could play as a linebacker in the NFL.
"You got here fast Russ." Kat raised an eyebrow. "The director only called Dell four hours ago."
"I was in LA." Russ shrugged. "I drove here as soon as I got the call."
"What were you in LA for?" Kat asked as she stood up from the desk.
"I was filling in at the conference for you, so we didn't have to interrupt your vacation, but now it's interrupted anyway." Russ explained.
"I appreciate that, I hate those conferences. Oh, Russ, this is Lieutenant Jason Scott, he's leading the investigation on the PD side. Jason, Agent Russell Thomas. Russ is my second in command basically."
"Let's keep this clear, Scott. We run this case. This is our investigation…"
"Russ! That's uncalled for. The PD has done all the processing on this victim and she's a local. We'll assist Jason and the AGPD." Kat ordered. She turned to Jason. "You get the investigation, we get the arrest. I have fourteen victims back east he needs to answer for. He's mine.
"I uh… Yes ma'am." Russ nodded.
"Sounds fair enough to me." Jason agreed. Although he stopped to wonder, if it hadn't been him in charge, would Kat have handed the case back to PD.
"I don't know when the rest of the team will arrive, so we should try to catch Jason and Tom up on what we have so far on this case while we wait." Kat suggested to Russ.
"Fine by me ma'am." Russ nodded.
"Good I've pulled up the case file from the database. Let's start with our profile for the 'angel killer' and then move onto victimology."
"How long have you been after this guy?" Tom asked.
"Three years." Kat sighed. "Three years and fifteen women I couldn't save because I couldn't catch him."
"You can't blame yourself Kat." Jason reassured her again. "Not every case can be solved in a short time. Some take time and patience."
"Thanks for the fortune cookie Jase." Kat smiled. "Come on, let's get to work. That means you too Tom."
"Yes ma'am." Tom replied with a grin as he slipped next to Jason. "Gotta love a woman in charge." He whispered to Jason, earning an elbow in his ribs.
"Our best profilers say that this guy most likely has either police or forensics training. He's nearly perfect and has never left a trace. He knows just where and how to clean up a body to leave no evidence behind.
We also think that he has a trigger which causes him to snap and go after his victims. We don't know what that trigger is, but he does not run on a schedule so something sets him off. He likes to see his victims suffer, which leads us to believe that he was probably an abused child, and wants others to suffer the way he feels that he did.
He always goes after the same type of women. The way he abuses and uses these women, tends to make our profilers think that he was abused or hurt by a woman who matches the victims profiles. Most likely his mother or an early girlfriend." Kat explained.
"What kind of women does he go after?" Tom asked.
"Tall, blonde, blue eyes… they all look about the same." Russ answered as Kat turned the computer screen toward Jason and Tom.
"This is the first victim that we know of. Angie Crawford, age 24, nursing student." Kat said. She shifted through more pictures of the victims. All ranging in ages of 19 to 27, all light blonde to dark blonde, all 5'5 to 5'8 and all with bright blue eyes.
"What made you guys call him the 'Angel Killer'?" Tom asked.
"It's the look of his victims and how he lays them out." Russ answered. "Gorgeous blondes all dressed in white…"
"Ah I get it." Tom nodded.
"Have you noticed that the victims look a lot like you Kat?" Jason said as he studied a few of the victims' pictures.
"We've already talked about that before." Kat nodded. "I don't go anywhere unarmed, even when I came here."
"Sounds fishy to me." Tom said.
"How so?" Russ cut in.
"Well, the victims look like her, and then he jumps coasts the exact same time that she goes on vacation. He even hits the same city she's in. It's too much of a coincidence."
"You know, he's right." Kat sighed. "He's sending a message by coming here."
"But what is he trying to say?" Jason mused.
"That's what I'm here for." A hearty female voice called from the doorway. Jason looked up to see a slender 5'4 brunette with soft brown eyes and fair skin.
"Hey Rach!" Russ greeted.
"Guys this is Rachel Dawson, she's the best damn profiler the FBI has to offer." Kat introduced the woman. "About time you got here Rachel, I was feeling outnumbered."
"We're always outnumbered Kat." Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Rach, this is Lieutenant Jason Scott and Lieutenant Tom Dunham."
"Ah, our PD counterparts." Rachel smiled.
"Close enough." Kat laughed.
"A little help here please!" a male called from behind a walking stack of boxes.
"Pack too much again Kale?" Russ laughed as he took a couple boxes off the stack to reveal a wiry framed man with dark eyes, black curly hair down to his shoulders, and coffee colored skin. He stood a slender 5'11; his body type reminded Jason of a basketball player. Skinny and trim, but powerful.
"It's not my stuff Russ! It's all Dell's crap! Why he thinks he has to pack up the whole network is beyond me!" Kale huffed as he set the boxes down on the floor.
"Every station we have been to in the last two years has been lacking in something that I need to get our system up and running. It's easier to just take everything, better to be prepared than making a trip to the electronics store every day." A deep male voice said moments before a very tall man walked into the room.
"The last two members of my team." Kat grinned. "Kale Rivers, he's an excellent field agent. And this is the best damn tech specialist I've ever met, David Dellson, we call him Dell."
"Pleasure." Kale smiled at Jason and Tom. Dell just gave a slight nod before turning his attention to his laptop he was taking out of the case. Jason was taken aback by the sight of the tech specialist. He had been half expecting either a scrawny MIT nerd or someone like Billy. Dell stood an amazing 6'9, broad shoulders which lead to muscular arms. His green eyes sparkled like emeralds set into his slightly tanned face. He wore his light brown hair in a fluffy cut. Dell's appearance reminded Jason of Carter Greyson.
Jason had to stifle a laugh at that thought. Carter Greyson with Billy Cranston brains. Kat gave him a look that clearly asked what he found so funny. Jason just smiled and shook his head, silently promising to tell her later.
"Where can we set up?" Dell asked after he was sure his laptop would work properly.
"This office is fine; it's one of the biggest in the station. Just use Tom's desk." Jason replied.
"Hey! I've actually got work to do. Use your own desk!" Tom argued.
"Fine! I'll take my work home with me, again." Jason rolled his eyes.
"Not my fault you never do it here." Tom smirked.
"I never get a chance to work on it here because a certain someone always allows a certain new CSI to use my desk so they can flirt while they work." Jason shook his head.
"Oh yeah, remind me to tell the chief that she needs her own office… one with a lock is preferable."
"Remind me to get a new partner." Jason retorted as he began clearing off his paperwork. Dell slipped into the computer chair to begin connecting the computers while Russ helped to clear off the desk to make room for Dell's things.
"Wife?" Russ asked as he picked up a photo of Liz.
"Ex-wife." Jason corrected.
"Oh. She's pretty."
"Thanks I guess." Jason nodded.
"Holy crap!" Dell shouted as he grabbed another photo off the desk.
"What?" Rachel rushed over to Dell's side.
"You know the boss lady?" Dell looked up at Jason.
"Huh?" Jason was confused until he noticed which picture Dell was holding. It was a picture of him, Kat and Tommy sitting in the park. Both Tommy and Jason had an arm around her shoulders, but she was leaning more into Tommy. All three of them had huge smiles. "Yeah, I've known Kat for years."
"High school." Kat nodded. "I told you guys I went here."
"Yeah but you didn't say that you knew him." Kale laughed as he pointed at Jason.
"You didn't even know he existed until today." Kat raised an eyebrow.
"Nice picture of you Kat." Rachel grinned. "You look pretty cozy."
"Okay enough now." Kat shook her head. "Get that computer network up and running. I want a rundown of our case with our new victim before we call it a night."
"It's already almost seven, Boss." Russ groaned. "How late are you going to work us?"
"Get the network up and I'll tell you." Kat grinned. "Rachel, get the case board put together."
"How come Rachel always gets the easy jobs?" Kale whined.
"Because I actually like Rachel." Kat retorted.
"Oh you're funny." Russ rolled his eyes.
"I better report in to the chief, I'm sure he wants to talk to you too Kat, if you don't mind." Jason said. Kat gave a silent nod and moved for the door.
"Behave now children." Kat laughed as she disappeared out the door.
"Hey Dell, how many guys do you know that keep a picture of an old high school friend on their desk?" Kale asked as he lay on the floor to slide under the desk.
"Nobody I know." Dell replied.
"I've asked Jason about that picture before." Tom said without looking up from his paperwork. "He said that the two people in the picture are his dearest friends and that they mean the world to him. I always found it funny he never said that about Liz, he says that about Lilly but not Liz… Oh Wow, that's why I thought she looked familiar." Tom stopped himself mid-rambling.
"Huh, Who looked familiar?" Rachel had lost track of what Tom was saying.
"Agent Hillard. When I met her earlier I thought I had seen her before." Tom explained.
"Who's Liz and Lilly?" Dell asked.
"Liz is Jason's ex-wife and Lily is his daughter."
"Okay, the Boss wants the network up and running, we're not getting it done chit chatting like this." Russ cut in as he unpacked another box.
"Who died and made you boss?" Rachel raised an eyebrow.
"I get my power from God himself." Russ grinned. "I am Russ, therefore you will obey." The other agents in the room bust out laughing.
"You keep telling yourself that Russ." Kale chuckled as Russ glared at him. The group returned back to their duties. It only took twenty minutes for the boys to have the system up and running, Rachel had finished the board earlier and was leaning back in one of the chairs watching the boys stumble over each other.
Once everything was done the group sat around waiting for Jason and Kat to return, as Tom continued to work on his paperwork.
"Hey remember when that witness tried hitting on Hillard?" Kale suddenly laughed as a random memory surfaced in his mind.
"You mean the one that ended up getting hit instead?" Russ asked as Kale nodded.
"She was suspended for 'mishandling' a witness." Dell laughed.
"I don't care if the guy was a witness or not, if he tried to grab my ass I would have clocked him too." Rachel added with a grin.
"It wasn't much a suspension though; she was only on leave for one full day." Dell added.
"That because our office just wouldn't be able to work properly without Kat around to keep it running." Russ shrugged.
"That's the same with Jason around here." Tom laughed from over at his desk.
"They're two peas in a pod!" Rachel squealed. "They'd be perfect together."
"It's too bad that they live all the way across the country from each other." Tom sighed. "I haven't seen Jason so focused on one woman since Liz."
"Think that the Lieutenant likes Hillard?" Kale grinned. "I mean who keeps a photo of a high school friend? I kept my crushes photo for years though."
"I want to know who the other guy is in the photo." Rachel said. "Katherine looked pretty relaxed with him."
"Oh I know that!" Tom grinned. "That's Jason's best friend Tommy."
"So his best friend outside the force is Tommy and his partner inside the force is Tom?" Dell chuckled.
"Yeah I know, I said that too. But I met Tommy, he's pretty cool."
"So were him and Kat…" Rachel trailed off.
"I don't know." Tom shrugged. "I never bothered to ask."
"I'm curious now." Dell leaned forward in his chair. "Katherine hardly ever talks about her past, let alone friends or boyfriends."
"We really shouldn't be poking around in her personal life." Russ shook his head. "If she doesn't talk about it, there has to be a reason."
"Aren't you the least bit curious as to that reason?" Rachel raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't, but it's not our business to be curious. We're here to catch the bad guy, not go prying around in the boss' life." Russ replied.
"Her background could hold a clue about the killer; he seems to be following her." Tom grinned.
"We're not going there." Russ shook his head yet again. "Besides, Kat and I have covered that angle before. It's leads nowhere."
"They're coming back!" Kale exclaimed as he spotted Kat and Jason approaching the door.
"Is everything done?" Kat raised an eyebrow as she walked in the door.
"Of course, would we be lounging around if it weren't?" Dell smiled innocently at her.
"I'd expect that from you and Kale, sure." Kat nodded.
"Hey!" Kale and Dell exclaimed at once.
"You two are the slackers." Rachel smirked.
"It just depends on the day, but you are in that club too missy." Kat laughed.
"Everyone has their off days." Rachel shrugged.
"And you guys are supposed to be the best!" Jason shook his head.
"We're a hard working bunch here, Jason." Kat argued. "After everything that we've seen, we're entitled to goof off and make fun of each other."
"If you say so." Jason simply shrugged as he sat down in a vacant chair.
"Alright everyone, it's almost eight. I want us all to be here bright and early, be ready to work."
"How early is 'bright and early'?" Kale groaned, cringing at the thought of getting out of bed before the sun.
"How's eight?" Kat asked trying to allow for jet lag from her team.
"Fair enough." Kale nodded.
"I'll even supply coffee and donuts in the morning." Kat offered.
"Is it Christmas?" Dell looked over to Kale.
"Very funny Dell." Kat shook her head. "I can occasionally be a nice boss."
"Yeah, Christmas time only." Dell cocked an eyebrow at her. "Scrooge."
"Bah humbug!" Kat chuckled. "You get Christmas in August. Don't expect anything from me in December. Dismissed."
The team broke up and headed for the hotel, leaving Tom, Jason and Kat alone in the office. "You hungry?" Jason looked over at Kat.
"I'm starving!" Tom spoke up.
"Tom." Jason shook his head.
"Oh! Oh I get it! Ditch your partner for an FBI agent, a very pretty agent at that." Tom winked as he cleaned up his desk for the night.
"I'll take that as a compliment Tom, thank you." Kat grinned at him.
"You're welcome." Tom nodded. "I think you should ditch Mr. Bad Mood and come have dinner and a couple drinks with me. We can swap ideas about this case." Jason shot Tom a glare, which Kat failed to not notice. She smirked inwardly as she looked at Tom.
"You know a drink and some dinner sounds fantastic Tom. You're so sweet to offer." Kat replied sweetly to which both Tom and Jason shot her a look of surprise.
"For real, Dinner?"
"Absolutely." Kat grinned as genuinely as possibly, trying to ignore the fire burning in Jason's eyes. "Although I have to tell you that I'm very picky about what I eat. First dinners usually mean something fancy, like fresh seafood. Oh lobster is good, of course that means wine would be my choice of drink, white zinfandel. How about you? A little shrimp or lobster and some wine?"
"Um, second thought. I have a steak in the fridge at home and a few beers. Maybe we'll get some shrimp and lobster later." Tom nodded before leaving the room.
"Do you enjoy playing with people's minds?" Jason raised a dark eyebrow as he shook his head.
"Sometimes." She grinned. "I could tell he's not the type to spend a lot of money on a girl. He likes girls who are happy with a cheeseburger and a beer. Sophistication is too far above him. I knew he'd back out."
"You figured that out in the short time you've been around him?" Jason laughed. "Most girls don't figure that out until after they've slept with him."
"They're not FBI agents with training in profiling." Kat grinned.
"So, hungry?" Jason asked again.
"Starving." Kat nodded.
"What sounds good?" Jason asked as he grabbed his keys off the desk, being careful to not touch Dell's set up.
"A greasy cheeseburger and a light beer." Kat grinned as she left the office ahead of Jason, who just shook his head lightly before following her out of the office.