Mama,
If you're reading this, I'm sorry.
Something has gone terribly wrong. I did everything I could. I was just trying to help.
Now I am the one who needs the help. From you. What I am about to tell you, I know you won't believe. But I need you to trust me. If you don't you may never see me again.
At my graduation party, a man approached me. His name was Nicholas Sloan. He is responsible for what has happened. I need you to remember that when I tell you about what Papa has done.
Sloan asked to meet me the following week over coffee.
I met him at Simply Caffeinated. It was my first time there since Papa died. I sat at the high table in the corner by the door. Adjacent to the piano. He ordered his coffee black. I had no idea that his heart would soon become darker than what was in that mug. It was darker than red.
He told me everything. He told me that Papa led a group called the Executioners. They are an elite group of contracted hitmen. They are trained to kill with their bare hands. These agents can kill with their pinky-toe. And that they did.
Papa left the family business to me just as it was left to him. Sloan showed me the ropes. He was my right-hand man. But he became obsessed. All the information you'll need can be found under the mattress of Linny's crib.
You have not seen the last of me.
Talk soon,
Pip
