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Kailani stood from her chair when her boss walked through the door. She'd been buzzing, waiting for him to come back and tell her what had happened, even if he couldn't reveal details on the murders, not that she cared about those. She wanted to know about if he met anyone.
Dr. Lecter had a structured life and rarely deviated from his plans. He liked everything to be in order. Liked it when people were timely. He went to the same place for shopping, came to work at the same time every day, and went home. He never went anywhere else unless there was an opera performance he wished to see.
The man needed someone in his life and Kailani was just itching to know if an opportunity presented itself!
"How was it? Fun?"
She followed the dashing man into his office, where he hung his coat up and sent her a smile. "Yes, actually. It turned out that they were able to get a considerable amount of of information on the killer simply because of a man Agent Crawford had brought in to profile him."
She caught the lilt in his voice instantly and latched onto it like a vice.
"What is it about this man that intrigued you so much?"
Hannibal sat in his desk chair, pulling his usually sketches from his desk and continuing where he left off.
"He was very… different."
"How so? It must be good if you of all people are interested in him."
Hannibal had not fallen for her sugary words, but did deign to answer her anyway, so she mentally cheered her small victory.
"Will Graham has a form of cognitive empathy called Perspective Taking, which is misnomered as Pure Empathy. He can assume another person's point of view and feel what they feel. His imagination is so quick to work that he is able to piece together crime scenes to determine how and why someone was killed."
Kailani took the information for what it was. This Will Graham could get into people's heads. Any kind of heads. With a skill like that, he was a rare commodity in the psychiatric field. And he was a profiler, which meant that he was being brought in to enter into the minds of killers, where he was left at the mercy of what he found.
"His mental stability isn't up to par, is it?" she asked, knowing that he must be ill at least if he could assume a killer's point of view so easily. How did he even get out of it?
"Agent Crawford gave me his file, because I am to be good Will's unofficial psychiatrist. I haven't looked at it, I prefer to let my clients fill me in and not linger on another's opinion."
"And what is your opinion on Mr. Graham so far?"
"He is… a sociopath. Does not get along with people very well, avoids eye contact all the time. While his reasons are legitimate, I do not believe he was entirely forthcoming in regards to the issue. He is smart and defensive. He teaches profiling to new recruits. I find him interesting."
Of course he would. Will Graham was an empath to a high degree. The ability to understand someone so thoroughly was almost impossible and Dr. Lecter just happened to stumble across an FBI teacher such as Graham. It was like a boon. In many ways.
Kailani was already working on it though. Everyone always wanted someone who understood and accepted them. Dr. Lecter was a confusing man, with many walls built around himself for various purposes. This profiler could quite possibly get behind those walls and fully understand the good doctor like no one else ever would.
Kailani could use this.
She pointed to his suitcase, "May I?"
"You'll probably see them later, might as well."
Yes!
She searched through it quickly, coming out with the small file. Sitting down in one of the chairs provided, she flipped through carefully, noting anything that stood out. He was cute and would compliment her boss well. She ended up scoffing many times though.
"Problem?" inquired Lecter.
"You'd be surprised how lazy doctors are these days. So quick to call Autism without performing any tests. This idiot marked him down as having Asperger's, but gave no test for it nor prescribed medication. My old doctor tried the same with me and I forced the testing to be doubly sure. I'm not Autistic, despite how much he wished I was. He also tried to tell me I needed surgery to fix an abnormal bone growth. As you know, surgeons get paid more the more surgeries they do. He was lying both times. I got a lot of money out of him when I played our entire conversation back in court. It's legal in Kentucky so long as one person involved in the conversation gives consent. I'm paranoid like that."
Yes, when meeting new people, she always had her phone on a timer that would call for the cops if she didn't check back at a certain time, just to be safe. And when worried for her safety, she called Maritza and left the phone on so if she was in trouble, Maritza could get the cops. It was simple safety.
"Anyway, doctors want the money, but don't want to do their jobs and it's sad that this man is suffering because of morons."
Hannibal hummed.
She finished the file and grinned. "I like the sound of him. When do I get to meet him?"
"Well I will be flying up to Minnesota tomorrow to help good Will on this case and to get better acquainted with him, and will not return for a few days, so you are free to yourself."
Kailani smirked, "You're going to fly halfway across the country all for one man?"
"No, for the case."
"Uh-huh," she murmured, obviously not believing him.
He was wasting money on a plane trip to and from Minnesota of all places, because he wanted to help with a case? No. He wanted to spend time with the cute profiler named Will Graham.
She replaced the file and huffed, "Be gentle on his cute little butt, sir."
She flounced from the room before he could respond.
A/N: First is done.
-You can learn about Perspective Taking on Wikipedia.
-Kailani likes to sue people. You'll see in future chapters.
-POVs will change a lot. Beware.
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