Jioni rummaged around in her satchel and looked for the card; she took her time before handing it to the Agent. LaMesha grimaced and used the tip of her two fingers to take the ID card and put it in her pocket.
“Are you damaged too, Katherine?”
“No.”
LaMesha squinted, “Give me your ID anyway.”
Kathy tossed her ID to the ground and looked away.
LaMesha shot a poisonous glare at her. “I’d assume you, of all people, would be more respectful, maybe even appreciative towards Agents.”
“And I’d assume you would know better than to assume.” Kathy spat on the ground.
