When they walked together, others definitely had a better impression of Hope, given the societal norms here. So whether it was going to the FBI office or the city police station, Jimmy would let Hope handle the coordination. But of course, when it came to the real work, he had to do it himself.
He had been working with Hope for several days, and had become familiar with Hope's style and general abilities. Once a task was assigned, he could carry it out without issues, but his lack of experience showed. It seemed either he had connections or he was just lucky to be promoted to Senior Agent.
Hope was also aware of his own position, so he walked to the door and knocked. A woman quickly opened it: "Who are you?"
Hope flashed his badge, "FBI Agent David Hope, and this is my colleague Jimmy Yang. Are you Ms. Emily Johnson?"
Emily nodded, "Yes, may I ask what this is about?"
Hope: "Can we come in to talk? We just need to ask you a few questions."
Emily frowned, "My child is inside..."
