That's me.
This is the only way for me, to find you.
I was looking for you, but couldn't find you.
Apparently, you had to disappear too. I know that feeling.
I had some shit going on. I can't talk here, not with them listening to every word I type.
I know you are still out there, and there is a small possibility you will pass by this place. After all, this is where we started.
I will cut the crap and say it straight - we are very, very close to what we have planned. I'm working on the last steps as you are reading this message.
I had some difficulties but I did the unthinkable - I got them from my back. They won't bother us anymore.
On top of that, I did what we have agreed on back in the days. The pooparty with pennies is finally OVER.
Please meet me at:
I'm gonna be there on:
Sunday
07/01/2018
16:30 "bell"
Prison time
If you will somehow miss the date, I will repeat it next month, on the first Sunday of the month, until the end of the year.
Remember the sequence - First Sunday, of each month in 2018. I will be there. After all, I live nearby, remember?
I am not breaking out without you.
Bring Oliver if you still have him with you. We will need it.
I will bring something, too.
I'm counting on you, partner. If you think I just tossed you aside, you are wrong as hell.
I never forget my people. EVER.
Meet me and I will explain everything. And I have too much to tell you.
Peace.
P.S. Do not reply. Just be there.




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