Doors

I'm getting pretty fucking sick of dealing with dumbshit Louisiana cops who can't tell their own ass from a hole in the ground. I ain't saying I expected much, but when they're too busy posing for naked pictures on facebook to investigate a missing person's case - well, it's no wonder this town is constantly neck-deep in paranormal pig shit.

Even though she brought it on herself, she still deserved some common decency and at least

[Locked to Eric N.]

I need your help.

[Locked to Jack C]
Jack? I'm about to head out to meet Luke at the hotel, and I wondered if you have a minute?

( left on the counter in Blake's apartment for Hunter )

[Monday morning, the news breaks that one-time billionaire Harry Curran has confessed to the murder of his wife Trisha and organizing the kidnapping of his son, Simon Curran, a story that rockets Simon's name back into the news, formerly the Cinderella story kidnapped boy found after twenty years of being missing, now the victim of a sad and despicable family tragedy. Police have already contacted him and told him he needs to return to the county of his family home and be interviewed, and possibly to testify against his father.]

[Locked to Wren M.]

Hey. Thanks for talking things through with me, and getting me to not be such an asshole. I have to get out of town for a while, but you guys are going to be okay. And if you're not, you call me, and I'll pay some fucked up people to come and make shit okay.

[Locked to Luke H.]

[...] I'm sorry I kind of cut shit off with you. I was pissed about what happened with Alexander. Long story, touchy thing, ask Wren to tell you about it. Anyway, thanks, all the same. I was being an asshole. I have to go back to the East coast for a while. Keep an eye on MK for me.

[Locked to MK R.]

MK. I don't know how to say this, because it's basically the shittiest thing, and I feel like shit about it, but I have to leave, at least for a while. There's some stuff going on with my dad, the real one. It's fucked up. Hey, on the plus side, maybe you'll see me in the news?

I didn't want to have to leave, not after [...] you know, everything, but nothing doing. I'll get back when I can, and you should write me, cause I think I'm gonna need a dose of sanity.

You ever need me, you call and I'll be there in a hot second, you know I will.

[Private to Wren M]

I was offered a job with the government. In DC. Luke and I are [...] not communicating well anymore. If you guys don't need me here I might take it. I just need an outside opinion.

He's not eating. We worried about that?

[After this discussion with Anton. Her handwriting is carefully formed, as if she's taken a long time to make sure everything comes out as it should. ..."normally".]

[to Anton S.]

I am going to invite Sam over. I think I frightened her.
[...] Thank you for taking me today. And for bringing me back here home when my doctor wanted to check me in for a while.


[to Sam A.]

Would you like to come over for waffles? You mentioned something about waffles, yes?


[to Damian W., after much deliberation]

I agreed to correspondence, so here I am. [...] You should probably know, if you hadn't guessed, that in spending the time through the door, I was not taking care of myself very well or keeping up with the number of medications I am on. I was taken to the doctor earlier today, narrowly avoided a hospital stay, but should now stay home until I'm a bit steadier. [...] If you see your father, you might let him know that Alfred shall return as soon as I am able.


[to Louis D., after even more deliberation]

I had a setback Do you want to know? I feel like I don't know how to talk to you any more Hello, Louis.

The water off in Turnberry?

After this
[Public]

I'm looking for the Evan that killed my sister was involved with a hit and run accident a handful of years ago in this area.