Snippet #2720754

Katherine's apartment had been supplied for her upon her transfer. Her superiors, understanding her financial situation, had agreed to give her six months with the team, six months to catch the killer. In her mind, that was all the time she needed. Even if she didn't catch the guy, she wouldn't be hurting for money because of it. Everyone knew she was good. Everyone knew she was an ass. But everyone also knew that the team hadn't come anywhere close to finding their hitman, so if she failed it wasn't a big blow.

Still, the apartment was modest, with outdated but generally modernized appliances and facilities. The floor was scattered with boxes and out-of-place furniture, making her only way to her bedroom a maze. Katherine kicked her heels from her feet and opted for something she didn't mind sweating in - in this case, a cropped black tee and some shorts that she never wore out. She popped a piece of nicotine gum in her mouth to obscure the taste of smoke; she'd been so close to quitting before she'd been relocated and now she wasn't so sure how quitting was going to work.

She hadn't expected Jett to show. Katherine was someone who found it extremely difficult to trust others, and especially more so to form a solid relationship with anyone. While her work ethic allowed her communications flow smoothly, she'd never befriended a superior. She was the little shit they put up with because they knew she was good. The fact that Jett was standing on the other side of the door when she opened it made her question his intentions. She'd already known him what she was like. So why had he actually showed?

"I won't lie, I'm surprised you're here," she murmured, narrowing her dark eyes at him. She stepped aside to let him through, and once he'd passed she shut and locked it once more. "Do you prefer red or white wine?" she asked while paddling into the small kitchen area. "I've got both and it doesn't matter which you choose, because at this point I need to a little intoxicated to keep me alive."

Katherine went ahead and pulled two different wines out when she pulled out the leftover Chinese. She nuked it in the microwave, then separated it out into two portions and placed one plate on the counter for him.