The Director grew a stern look on her face as she said, “Mr. Malcolm, Agent Chaikovsky is not your partner; you are her support. She is the senior agent and you will do what ever she says. Is that understood?” Jason quickly snapped to attention as his Marine training kicked in. “Yes ma’am.” He nearly yelled it as memories of his drill sergeant flashed in his mind. “Glad to see you still have that training in your head. It might help you on this mission.” She stood behind her desk and walked to its front, directly in front of Jason. She was head and shoulders shorter than him, but her eyes were that of a predator, ready to ponce at the slightest sign of weakness.