Nathan Harris Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

"You've got something in mind, don't you?" I smile. "You know me too well." "I do," she says, leaning back in the seat. "So what do we do next? I drum my fingers against my felted knee, thinking. "Nathan lives in the dark. He's always good at making things disappear. But there is one thing he cannot make disappear." She looks at me seriously. "Which is?" "Victims he's harmed." Her eyes light up with comprehension. "We find someone who's going to talk," I tell her. "A former colleague. A business partner. Someone who's seen his corruption and is willing to come forward and spill it.".

, Nathan murmured in anger It was an intense moment of shouting at each other. These two friends know the risk of bringing a third party into what they are doing. Quincy is just a victim of addiction and she has sold everything she had in the process. Nathan on the other hand is a notorious criminal who will do anything for money. “You had better not do, Nathan threatened; so let's get to business” “Better”, Quincy replied; “where is my deal? I hope it's don't kike the last time, my clients this time are tough and rough and won't take shit”

I really overestimated you, Nathan. Nathan met my eyes, and something like guilt flickered in his scent. “Aria,” he said quietly, “this is what I meant to tell you. The company needs your help.” I laughed, but it was hollow, sharp, and cold. “Does almighty Alpha Nathan actually need someone with a criminal record?” I tilted my head. “Or are you asking a criminal for help?” Nathan stiffened, his aura darkening. “Aria!” But this time I felt nothing.

Ian muttered, fiddling with his tie. Zhedya just smirked. "You'll get used to it. This is your world now." Then the parade started. Zhedya dragged him from one stuffy suit to another. "Commissioner, meet Ian Parker. The genius behind 'Feral Minds'. He took down the Swift Strangler, you know. My brilliant boy." Ian wanted to sink through the floor. My boy. The words felt like a collar. Across the room, Callista watched it all go down with a bad feeling in her gut. Zhedya never let Ian breathe.

he announced dramatically, eyeing Nathan with a playful smirk. Nathan, ever composed, simply rolled his eyes with an amused smile. "What news?" Sarah asked, her curiosity genuine. "Your friend here," Lucas gestured to Nathan, "just accepted the Chairman position for the North American Alliance of Werewolf Therapists Management." My eyes widened slightly, impressed. "That’s...amazing," I said, unable to hide the surprise in my voice. "Congratulations, Nathan." Nathan shrugged modestly, but there was pride in his tone. "It’s a necessary role for guiding our packs’ mental health initiatives. I’m honored to take it on."

Alex asked. "Davis Paul, Wesley Jack and Cheyenne Holmes, they were my good friends. All died of convulsion. Cheyenne was the last psychologist to take the risk of following Sarah's case before he died. That night, on his dying bed, he said whatever I do, I shouldn't use a neutral implant on Sarah, that what he saw in Sarah's mind and brain wa not something any human can carry nor comprehend. That was why she can't talk. Sarah Bellos is a Psychic, she is no ordinary girl. What she sees and carry in her head is bigger than her, that is why she can't talk. She has never said a word since she was born. Mayor Bellos was so happy that I followed up Sarah's case after the deaths of my predecessors

For a moment, I couldn't wrap my head around the situation. Mr. Lowry wasn't done, but Nathan ran over to us and pulled Mr. Lowry behind him. With feigned indignation and a hurt expression, Nathan said, "Caleb, I really don't know why you're asking me that. "Have you forgotten that I told you how I saw from the murderer's perspective that he'd organized the hundred-dollar bills in the victim's wallet by their serial numbers after he committed the crime? That's how I was able to determine the murderer suffers from severe obsessive compulsive disorder."

“There’s a mole in the FBI, feeding information to Lorenzo and the syndicate. He has strings of crimes to answer for. Money Laundering and Financial Crimes, Drug Trafficking/Illegal Arms Dealing, Murder for Hire/Assassination Plots, Corruption and Bribery, Trafficking, Smuggling. A covert operation turned bloody and the FBI lost lots of good men.” “Touching,” her face softened for just a fraction of a second before hardening again. “But you still haven’t answered my question. Why are you sharing this with me?” “Because I saw everything that happened at the fight club tonight.” “You were there?” She cleared her throat. “Watching,” he confirmed. “And I wasn’t the only one. There was someone el

Sir Harris stared in disbelief, "Do you have any evidence?" 13's expression instantly darkened, “Nathan deceived the underage Ms. Thea back then, and in order to save himself, he conspired with an unscrupulous doctor to take away Ms. Thea's kidney... This ultimately led to Ms. Thea's unstable mental state, exhibiting intermittent abnormalities. If Nathan, the main culprit, were to provoke her, Ms. Thea would easily lose control..." "Yesterday, Ms. Thea beat someone up. It was clear that Nathan went to her doorstep and provoked her, triggering her old illness to relapse and causing her to lose control of her emotions and beat someone up. What crime did she commit?"

"Yes. That’s literally why we’re playing this game." "Okay, but imagine if it’s true," Maria said, looking far too delighted. "That would make her, like, a badass criminal genius." "Or just an idiot with a death wish.” Priya added. Nathan, who had been quiet up until now, finally smirked. "The hacking one is a lie." Grace turned to him, her eyes twinkling. "Are you sure?" “Positive.” Nathan replied smoothly. "If you’d done something that reckless, you would have bragged about it by now."