she's a little bit dangerous;

     "They won't sue me, because they won't know it was me. I don't seem like the criminal type, at least at first. We can blame an innocent bystander."

Teresa just gave a tacky smile at her direction. She figured that wrapping this up early would mean that she would see less of her. Which was good. Speaking of good, Jane not being here is also good, or this may turn into a battle of the egos and the brains – which shell hate to be into.

When she was told by Ms. Devereaux about her specialty and her thoughts about the case, she smirked slightly. Organized crime, eh? Not that hard to be in, at the first place. Play nice, Teresa. This is not the objective of the case. Go and be a professional law enforcement officer.

“Yes, I agree. We’re still missing something vital for the case. Something’s off”, she said as she looks on how she surveys the body. I’m not certain if Ms. India is new or old on the job. She wasn’t doing the standard that is being taught for law enforcement, but she wasn’t squeamish like a newbie.

“Oh… the girlfriend? Yes.”, she told her – kinda proud that the redhead consultant doesn’t know anything… that’ll show her, “She left in bad terms with the victim over some petty fight on what movie to watch for their date night tonight. Girl was devastated when we interviewed her. We’re already giving her file a check as of the moment.”.

     While listening carefully to Lisbon’s words, India kneels down and takes a close look at the body. Now, she’s done some reading on organised crime — at least enough to fool others — but her true specialty is weapons. The young woman slightly squints and looks around, trying to estimate the best possible location of the sniper. For the first time in her life, India wishes for a Division team to help out. Where are you, she thinks as her gaze graces the building across the street. It’s the most probable place, but it’s too obvious. I should check it out, she finally decides.

     The young woman turns back to agent Lisbon. “AR-15 is definitely not an easy rifle to handle, and someone who doesn’t have the proper training probably won’t manage it. Unless Miss, uh, Leone is a skilled assassin or an ex-soldier, she probably didn’t kill the poor nerd.” It’s funny, because India is a skilled assassin, yet she wouldn’t choose exactly the AR-15 for a mission of this sort. She can’t say that out loud, though, can she? So the redhead shrugs and continues, “This doesn’t mean that she didn’t hire someone to pop Keating’s cap for her.”

     “I guess a team is already checking the building,” India cocked her thumb in its direction, “but they should probably check the trees in the area as well. It might sound like a Louis de Funès film, but it’s not uncommon for some snipers and guns-for-hire.” 

          In the middle of arguing with Amanda on how to handle the situation, she shined some light on to why the recruit was acting out of character - it all made sense now. He told her he’d take care of the matter, how he still wasn’t sure. Walking down that residential corridor for the recruits he tried to think of how to ever bring the subject up. he could relate to her on some levels but giving out personal information to another recruit like that wasn’t on his to do list.

     She didn’t need to look to know it was Michael, but she got up nonetheless. The guy, although a tad strange at times, was considerably nicer to her — and the rest of the recruits — than the others. India kept her mouth shut for once. She’d screwed up, she knew it, and there was no point in either arguing or apologising. Straightening her back, the redhead looked at Michael.

     His question made her stiffen. India had replayed the entire incident in her head, trying to understand what she did wrong. Her hand most certainly did not slip — by now, guns felt like a natural extension of her arm. “I’m not even sure. I was assembling the rifle and apparently I paid more attention to the different parts than whether or not there was a magazine in the gun,” the young woman said, frowning. She had been distracted throughout the entire day, but that was pure carelessness.