"And you knew something like this could happen, didn't you?" I gasp out, raising a hand to point first at me and then at her. My voice almost cracks. "You knew it, or at least suspected it, which is why you didn't want me as a partner. Why you insisted I stay at headquarters. You were afraid you might worry about me. You feared you might lose control. And you're always in control, aren't you? You're not used to giving it up, or looking left and right. You haven't done that for years and now you don't know how to deal with it. Tell me Granger, am I right? Is that what this is about?"