"Agent Mota, please report to your boss, Agent Mota." The intercom comes on.
I sigh, getting up from my office desk and heading toward the office. I know what this is about. I know what this is about 100%.
I knock on the door and wait till I hear an, "Come in."
I walk in and see my boss.
"Hello Sir." I tell him.
"Ah, Agent Mota. Take a seat please." Mr. Grier tells me.
I sit down and he looks at me.
"Mota..." He trails off, "You're great at what you do. You really are great."
"Nash, you're the reason I have this job. We were good friends before I was your employee. You can spit it out." I tell him.
"You're getting a new partner." He sighs.
"After what happened with your former partner-" I cut him off.
"Don't talk about him like that. Ever. Now get to the point." I snap.
He just sighs, again, and nods. "Okay. That's understanding. But you still are required to have a partner."
"Do I have too?"
"At least let me pick them." I request, in a way.
"Nope. That's not happening again. We already have someone coming in. He's a really good friend of mine. I've known him forever and I'm glad he's coming to our department. He's moving from California." He explains.
"Great. He? I guess it better than some blonde b-"
"Bethany. Don't. She tried her hardest, but it didn't work out." He interrupts me.
"Whatever. Who is this guy I'm going to be dealing with?"
"Dallas. Cameron Dallas."