For a moment she can't believe her own ears, and then she knows.
He's using her, like any other man she's ever met. To think that she was starting to trust him – even love him, but she'd rather not go there right now.
She's sick and tired of being played, of being a tool in someone else's hands. Red John and Patrick Jane are two of a kind, she doesn't want to have anything to do with them anymore.
When he's back she hits him, hard.
"You lied," she seethes, then proceeds to kick the living daylights out of him.