“So…” You slowly drag out the word in the darkest tone you could muster. With arms crossed tightly behind your back, you drag our feet and circle around him. “Thomas…or should I say…Agent Hotchner?”

The glare from Aaron only fueled your rage as he struggled against the ties that bound him to the hard chair, deep down in the unlit and bitter basement. You nod your head towards the door and immediately the guard exits the room, leaving you alone with him.

You recently found out your right hand man was actually an undercover agent for the FBI. The Silver Spiders was a network that you had climbed your way to the top of, everything was going extremely well under your management. But suddenly right when a new recruit had joined, everything slowly started to go south.

You bend down to face him and stare at him with a smile so fake it could be detected from miles away.