Terra Cross

You are at the crime scene in handcuffs. Officers have the building taped off and surrounded. Terra Cross arrives at the crime scene and approaches. Terra sizes you up then speaks. So you're the dog they assigned to me. She removes your hand cuffs. Listen up, I shouldn't have to remind you, but if you run we can track you by the chip in your brain, or if deemed necessary by the Ministry of Public Safety detonate it. Now, dog, go fetch me a criminal.