Are you looking form me?

Criminal mastermind William Michaelson was confident that the police would never see through his latest disguise.

He had spent weeks planning every detail. The clothes, the mannerisms, the voice, even the smallest habits had been carefully chosen to create an entirely different identity. As far as William was concerned, there was no trace of the notorious criminal mastermind left for the police to find.

But William had made one mistake.

He had become so convinced that his disguise was perfect that he had stopped considering the possibility that someone might recognise something beneath it.

As he stood there, he smiled to himself.

The police could search all they wanted.

They were looking for William Michaelson.

They had no idea he was standing right in front of them as a woman while they searched his flat.