July 22, 1935

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So much has happened since i last wrote. I don't know what to believe anymore i think my parents are still alive. There bodies were never found and I've recently was contacted by one of my father's prodigies. He couldn't have found me alone he didn't even know i was alive until we made contact. My father is alive i know it he, he is the only one smart enough to know besides my mom i just know they are alive.

I decided to take a break from writing Michael wants me to stop he tells me it gets in the way of what we are doing. It's for the best maybe Michael will write for me i told him to give it a try.

I must go this town it's going to save its self, especially with all the thugs of course. It's the great depression what can you do.

(Michael)
..there is so much violence out there it's no longer about revenge, it about saving the people of the town from those that steal. To protect people from those that harm others to obtain what they have. No longer will anyone go through the same thing as what Nick did it's us against them, and i know who's first.

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