“That sounds about right…”she murmurs about the Washer and the beans, it’s exactly how she would have pegged Grady to go but the joking doesn’t continue, she goes quiet when the news is spilled - Avery’s the new Chief over in the Capitol and what the fuck that means is unknown.
Teagan wishes the answers pop up all at once, crystal clear and obvious but they don’t. Instead she clicks her tongue and wets her thoughts with another drink of whiskey. This time it tastes so much better. “It’s an improvement at least.” It’s her first gut reaction. Avery seems like he’s on the level, more so than Grady ever was. He’s not a hot head but that doesn’t mean that they just won the lottery.
“We should be preemptive about this. With him. And quickly. Just because he’s the chief of police, doesn’t mean that it’s going to go over smooth. He let you go and that doesn’t mean he wants to suck your cock either. There could be some long range plan in there, something we might be prone to. We don’t know him. Do we know anyone that does?” An eyebrow shoots up, a question mark over the look she gives him.