Hey girls, it's your big brother Ike. Listen, I know you two might be mad at me like your brothers and that's fine. I've been a little MIA and that's not fair. But, I want you to know that I miss both of you and if I die at the hands of either Teddy or Gabe, I want you to have my stuff. Including the radio station. You can sell it off or turn it into an art gallery. I don't care. Also, I know a couple good lawyers that can keep Teddy out of jail if he kills me. You'll find their numbers in my desk drawer by the computer. I'll also include a diary filled with entries about how much I want to get into a fist fight with my brothers, so it looks like they could have killed me in self defense.