He's a good liar. Smooth and cool. She'll give him that. Almost as good as she is. Maybe better. He does have more than a century of practice. But Kate's lips curl into a snarl when he mentions Joan.

"Convenient. I guess that'll be your explanation when your DNA turns up under her fingernails. If they can even test that shit here." Kate takes another step forward into his space and the threat in her tone is obvious when she growls, "Where is she?"