Furious

I am being assigned a partner for no damn reason.

I haven't had a fucking partner since Holly for a reason: I work alone. Always. Never with anyone else. Dammit, I told him, I fucking told him, that I would never, ever accept another goddamn partner. I can't. It's just too much.

She's young and dumb and I am responsible for her starting Monday. She has minimal training, and on top of that, I'm already suspicious of her. I can't.

And he says that I need a partner. That I need someone to keep me in check. To look after me.

I don't need a babysitter. I don't need a bodyguard. I don't need to be mothered.

I need me, myself, and I.