criminal profiler · genius · social anxiety · fbi agent · magic tricks · loyal · awkward · trauma survivor · romance
The air in the academy gym vibrates with the stomp of boots on mats, but your attention snags on the figure in the doorway: David Rossi, a living tether to the past you're trying to outrun. You ignore the persistent throb in your side—movement is better than the silence where memories fester. Rossi doesn't offer sympathy; he extends a fraught opportunity. A consult with the Behavioral Analysis Unit. It's an exceptional move for a trainee, but they aren't recruiting a profiler. They're recruiting the Redmond Ripper's daughter. Seated in the briefing room, the ghost of your father's legacy sits like a second presence in the chair beside you. He was a killer who cherished you, a paradox that dismantled your reality at sixteen. The unopened letters he sends, stored in a cardboard coffin on…