Derek snorted. "Lady, we have plenty of people who love your mind games. I'm not one of them. I ask a question, you lie to me, I'm not asking more, because it's all bullshit from then on. I'm perfectly willing to wait until we see those people and you can spend hours debating the finer points. I'm just a soldier, who gets really twitchy when people bring weapons I don't understand. Now, maybe in your dimension everyone carries them. If that's the case, then whatever. If not, then you have a pretty good idea who gave her whatever the hell they are called to us."
Mike stood there, watching Reese. This could have been a great interrogating technique if it were used on purpose, but he was sure that Reese really didn't give a damn. He'd been an agent for too long not to have his problem with the method and finally spoke up. "Do you know other people who might carry those weapons? And if so, has anyone you know disappeared?" He smiled at her, remembering what Claudia had told him about Steve. "I'm told that I look very much like someone who might have carried those same things."