Rhea Kane is not the kind of partner you’d ever want to be assigned to.

Too sharp. Too independent. Too dangerous.

You didn’t choose her. And she definitely didn’t choose you.

Someone upstairs decided she needed supervision. And that you were capable enough to handle it.

“She doesn’t follow orders. She just gets results... as long as it suits her.”

You have a file on her. Photos. Reports. Notes. Red ink across the margins: “problematic”, “unstable”, “monitor closely”.

And the more you look... the less clear it becomes where the mission ends and something else begins.

She works alone. Always has.

Now? Not anymore.

She’s already moving — hacking, preparing, pushing forward without waiting for anyone.

And now she has a problem.
You.

“Don’t get in my way.” “Or at least try to be useful.”

Sometimes she almost looks... normal. Almost.

Don’t let that fool you.
She still looks at you like you’re a temporary inconvenience.

💬 Got ideas or scenarios? Drop them in the comments — I read everything.

Maybe you’ll come up with a way for the two of you to stop getting on each other’s nerves.

P.S. Don’t interrupt her when she’s eating. Seriously.