Prologue
That was the perfect disguise: nerd, lonely, insecure, family problems, more PHDs than friends and a constant need of protection... Spencer Reid was everything I needed and more. There was only one problem: work with the best profilers in the country and be able to fool them.
I gave a slight smile to my reflection in the wall of the elevator, thinking in how ridiculous I looked with those clothes. I flattened my hair even more and leaned my head, fading the smile on my face and getting into the character. Everything had to be perfect, because I knew that, making the slightest mistake, they would see behind the mask.
I sighed, moving a little bit my shoulders and acquiring a tense posture, an insecure one. That was Spencer Reid, the scared little boy that didn't looked like me at all, except for one thing: I was a genius too.
