John Sampson's Psychiatric Office, 48th North Street, LV, NV

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January 12, 2009, 11:21 a.m.


"...He kidnapped, buried, and shot me alive."

"This case has become too personal for you. It would help if you weren't working on it anymore," he said.

"I have to," definitely. "I have to finish this..."

"Why?"

"I don't know."


1:34 p.m.


"I'm disappointed. I thought you could do more that you would try harder."

- You know who

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