| EMAIL TO GRACE LOGAN. |
[01 Sep 2008|04:34am] |
TO: Grace Logan.
FROM: Jean-Luc Haupert-Collins.
SUBJECT: (no subject)
Look
This isn't
I didn't mean to do that, but he was tresp
You have to understand
Look. I didn't know it was your father. Alfred let him in without informing me, as he apparently recognized him from his old tutoring days. I didn't. I found a strange, harried man sitting in my home, eating my food, completely at his ease. What did you expect me to do? I have nothing but my privacy, Grace. And I'm the son of a bloody diplomat. What if it had been some sort of attack? What if I'd walked in and it wasn't a man in my chair, but a man with a bomb strapped to his chest?
I overreact I shouldn't
I made a mistake
- John.
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