His thoughts are free
His thoughts were free. No one could ever find him. He was too bloody smart. Every word, number, calculation, line, and location he'd spit out would be utter bullshit to his colleagues. They would gasp and look at him as if they were dumb (even though they weren't). He tried his best to explain in non-technical language but he was useless at it. He was excessively smart for them. No one could keep up with him. He was like a nocturnal shadow that kept on moving.
However, they needed him, no matter how smart he was and how dumbfounded they were.
His thoughts were free and no one could ever break him.
A/N: Song prompt – Die Gedanken sind frei