Becca walked in and closed the door behind her out of habit before taking one of the seats. “Rebecca Scott.” she answered, holding out her hand for him. “I’m an FBI agent. And I’ve heard a lot about you, mister Bennet.” May was well get straight to the point, right? That was usually the best way to go about these things.
"Anyway, I’m just gonna cut to the chase here. Don’t worry, I’m not just here to investigate the school, though that is part of my mission.” she started, leaning back in the chair. “I do have an ability that I’d like to learn more about, but there is one thing which I’m going to be investigating while being undercover on your school.”
She gave him a tight smile. “My parents were murdered and though I don’t want to blame specials for it, their murders were pretty damn suspicious and I just want to see if anyone around here can give me information. It’s a kill two birds with one stone kind of deal. I get the information I’m looking for, hopefully, and learn about what I can do.”
He raised an eyebrow and shook her offered hand. Immediately suspicious, his outward demeanor did not change. “FBI?” He asked curiously before she fully explained her intentions. Noah mirrored her and sat in his own chair as she spoke, cocking his head as he considered whether she was telling the whole truth or not.
For all that she was laying out up-front, he thought it more likely that she was. Too much extra trouble for a spying investigation. “If I hear you correctly, then, you want to run your official investigation alongside your personal one and would like my authorization, to keep your bosses from finding out about this unofficial side project.”
Noah pursed his lips. “I understand the FBI’s need to keep an eye on us. Truthfully, I am surprised they did not try the second this school opened.” He paused a moment. “If you have an ability then you must know that the actions or inactions of one cannot stereotype all. If a special killed your parents, all here would want to help if they could.”
"You and I can possibly reach an… agreement, about your presence on this campus. However, I will need the assurance that you will not seek a witch hunt. You are like the many kids on this campus," he spread his hands slightly, in gesture. "We will help you if we can. I hope the same sentiment can be returned…. We are not criminals."