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IF I’M MURDERED, THE NAMES OF THE SPONSORS WILL BE RELEASED

Winston James, the alleged target of a murder-contract, has made arrangements to release info (already with the police) to the general public regarding the organizers and sponsors of the murder.

For a gist of this story, modified excerpts of emails to the police are provided below.

The complete story and the bizarre history which led to this point can be found in a book available here; https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07MMFX57T

However, this is not a book-promotion, and there’s no need to buy this book as the background can be freely gleaned from the first few chapters made available through the ‘Look Inside’ feature at the book-site.

Please excuse the rushed nature of this post. It’s the best that could be accomplished under the circumstances.

Be also advised that if I were not sure of what is afoot (beyond all shadow of reasonable doubt) I'd not be making such serious allegations - I'm not stupid. I also realize that there could be legal consequences (especially regarding any post with the names - to come if I'm killed) but legal considerations matter not if I'm dead. And if this post and others like this elsewhere can help to cause a cancellation of the contract on my head, then the post is worth the relatively minor risk of legal consequences.

The police have nearly all the info that I have (some of which are not revealed here) but aside from warning the suspected parties (already done by other police entities - even if not taken seriously) other more serious police entities on this case still cannot act further unless my murder is actually achieved or at least another attempt is made. Therefore, this is my own initiative geared at discouraging another attempt.

I'd also encourage one of the parties to buy my house cheaply (and get rid of me in that way) instead of murder, especially since they'll definitely be exposed and exposed to the certain consequences.

Let good sense prevail. If the plans and efforts are abandoned at this stage, everything can all be blamed on my stupid imagination. Even paranoia could be blamed. Call me a crazy fool too. I certainly wouldn't mind that, if my life is spared.

But if I'm still murdered after these posts, who on this planet (including the police and any subsequent judge or jury) would ever doubt that all the rest I say is true, after accurately predicting my own murder and those behind it? A linked book also provides additional details of the background to it all.

Again I say; let good sense prevail.

Here are excerpts from the first email (to the higher echelons of the police) and its addendum:

24th of July, 2018

Sir,

There are strong and compelling reasons which combine to make me fairly sure that there’s a plan in place to have me murdered.

I have reason to believe that the owner of a property immediately to my north; one Mr. Mich Bail, and the absentee owner of a property immediately to my south; one Mr. Cli Cam, have both combined to finance a hit on me, with both purporting to be seeking to enhance property values by having me eliminated.

[The first is a customs broker operating from eastern Kingston. And the second is a former footballer who spends significant amounts of money each year to promote initiatives and events purporting to ‘bring back’ and promote peace & ‘love’ and harmony in the society. Ironically, just after a news-item one night with him holding a baby while presenting gifts to a basic-school, one of the alleged murder-missions alleged co-sponsored by him was again launched.]

I therefore urgently seek the police’s immediate intervention in this matter. I know the police cannot accuse these men based solely on my perceptions, and neither am I, but I propose that the following intervention may indeed save my life.

My proposal is simply that the police contact these men to inform them that I; Winston James, have alleged that both men might have combined for the purpose of my demise. And, while emphasizing that the police has not assumed a position on this matter, one way or the other, the police is also obliged to inform them that they should desist with any such plan if there’s even a kernel of truth in such an allegation. Of course, it would be prudent also to make it clear that the allegation would also become much more credible if I were to be actually murdered. And, bearing this allegation in mind; this would naturally cause them to be prime suspects in any such murder-case. Arguably, the case is virtually solved before the murder is committed.

As to the main issue at hand; it would be impossible for me to convey all the factors which lead to my virtual certainty of what is afoot, though I’ll try to present some of the ominous signs and a brief overview of the background in an attached addendum.

I have no contact number for Cam, but I believe Bail can be contacted at work at; 928 – 54--. He could then be asked to convey the police’s warning to Cam who is really the one suspected to be in more direct control of the potential murderers.

Assuming a more complete understanding of the situation is garnered from the addendum, it is hoped that both these men will be contacted by the police with the urgency warranted by any effort necessary in saving a life and discouraging a possibly imminent murder.

Thanks for your kind assistance in this matter.

Addendum to email from W. James, d/d 24-7-18

In early 2000, Mr Bail moved into the premises immediately to my north with his wife. The latter was approached and befriended by one Ms. Ela Che from across the road. This woman has a history of seeking to indoctrinate others as she incites them to engage in actions to provoke, persecute, and generally ensure my detriment.

[Incidentally, this persecution also included interfering with my tenants over the years, with a view to influencing them to leave or to stir up turmoil. This has been consistent and has ensured perennial floundering of that business, garnering my economic demise. (Previous endeavours of mine had been similarly targeted and undermined). These actions and constant sabotage have caused the maintenance of my premises to suffer. And this situation, which they go out of their way to ensure, is at the root of the notion that I should be gotten rid of to enhance property-values. Mr Bail’s wife was an integral part of this scheme.

Also to my disadvantage is the fact that; in 1995, a 19 year-old woman had my child as a result of a quiet, mutual affair. This woman was the daughter of my spouse, with the involvement occurring at a time when the previous relationship was on the rocks - sleeping-places were actually swapped, despite my protests; a fact which grossly contributed to the commencement of this affair. However, this affair (with details distorted to suit the tellers) has served as the basis to make several lies from my enemies seem credible (even a relative sought to take advantage of this) but that association with the 19 year-old is my only real transgression. Nothing of the sort had ever transpired before, and nothing of the sort has ever transpired in the twenty-odd years since that one episode.

Still, my enemies hide such facts in order to magnify their own lies to portray a monster, in order to convince others that the monster should be eliminated. The focus by two evil women to incite my murder (with any excuse convenient at the time - termites and all) is nothing new. (The full book-length story on that and all else is here; https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07MMFX57T )

Suffice to say, the Che woman is the second of two women who obsessed at my persecution for their own disparate reasons. The first woman; one Lor Spen, is now deceased, and the main basis of her hate-filled motivations was that I thwarted her scheme to swindle my gullible stepmother out of our house for less than half-price. She manipulated a change in my stepmother’s will (bringing her own paid ally equal with me) and then commenced schemes to have me killed (which would ensure that my house goes to her choice of beneficiary). She also organized the theft and hiding of the will to thwart my oft-repeated plans to sell and move to the country, even as both she and Che encouraged my demise by advocating the need to eliminate me for ‘property-values’ and other reasons.

By the way, I’m sure Che would not have mentioned my long-made plans to sell and move when she convinced her puppets I should be eliminated.

The Che woman was drafted onto the persecution bandwagon in 1993 by Spen telling the small-minded Che that I said she was inquisitive (faas). Together, both women have wreaked havoc in my life. As did Spen, Che also used my transgression with the 19 year-old as the basis to fabricate her own monumental lies enroute to convincing others of a monster which needed to be gotten rid of.]

As she’d done with a previous occupant of the northern property, Che convinced Bail’s wife (with her friendship being the reward, in this case) to perennially seek to provoke me by repeatedly organizing and supervising the illegal trespass and cutting of my hedging-plants, FIVE feet from the dividing wall at the front of my property, in order to afford Che a better view into my yard.

This insulting provocation continued on an average of three or four times a year for 12 years, with me avoiding the cantankerous and tempestuous woman who obviously sought a fight. Instead, I repeatedly asked her husband to get her to stop the practice. And, though he agreed that it wasn’t right and promised he’d have her stop (at least on three occasions) the practice continued. So, after discovering their latest chop-job on my property in early 2015, I exploded with a barrage of expletives imploring the offenders to desist with the practice. As if their practice wasn’t disrespectful to me, Bail claimed I “dissed” him, and this has been the basis of his animus since then. This is exactly what both Che and Bail’s wife had sought in perpetrating this provocation for 12 years, as he’s the one with the funds to finance any subsequent action against me. (Unlike Spen before her, Che prefers to get others to do such things as financing hits or attempted hits).

The story has been severely shortened, with some details left out for brevity, but that’s the gist of the story with the Bails.

I should also mention that; neither on this (2015) nor a previous occasion (2012) when I’d reported these criminal offences was any appropriate action taken by the responding officers. I’d also been approached with a machete by Bail and the cutter during the 2015 altercation, and not even a warning was given – yet, I was warned about a threat I never made (the first of several such lies at the beginning of a new trend).

Other things have happened since then – like my home being invaded more than once (with both Bails heard to be actually supervising and directing one such incident from their own lawn) and a death-threat from phone-stalking elements of the same Che/Bail alliance. But the 2015 altercation remains the main event in that regard.

Most importantly, though, and in the presence of the responding officers, in the aftermath of the 2015 altercation, Bail’s wife announced that she wanted me to move. In other words, she wanted to be rid of me (which doesn’t necessarily mean my voluntary removal, obviously).

That statement alone points to the reason behind the perennial provocations. And it also points to the reason behind the murderous situation which exists today.

Similarly, with regard to the situation with Cli Cam, a similar message was apparently sent to me by way of his paid troublemaking house-sitter, among others.

First; a brief history:

As far as I’m aware, this Cam fellow might have been the absentee owner of the property to my immediate south from the day I occupied my own premises in 1971/72.

Eventually, he was seen around occasionally, but it was also apparent that he might well have been influenced by the gossip spewed by Che and Spen, especially since his sister (who once occupied the premises) was also a friend of the latter. Needless to say, I doubt there was ever a word exchanged between that individual and me.

In recent years, it became apparent that termites were present on that property, with obvious signs displayed by a pine-needle tree and a sweet-sop tree. It soon became also apparent that a tenant there had been making several attempts to spread the termites to my own property, as witnessed by two of my own tenants on separate occasions. I’m reasonably sure Cam had nothing to do with this, as I’m also sure his tenant worked in this and other regards on Spen’s behalf. If any blame could be ascribed to Cam regarding the spread of termites from his premises to mine, then it would have to be in relation to his apparent tardiness in addressing the matter.

My own ability to address the subsequent infestation was certainly compromised by the perennial sabotage to my rental business alluded to earlier.

It is therefore extremely ironic that said termites (along with property-values, etc) would be among the reasons for my proposed elimination.

Consequences of the very same gossip-culture which he apparently supports might also have worked against him in one instance I observed.

However, his latest trend seems to include the hiring of a ‘house-sitter’ who doesn’t work and does nothing but ‘observe’ my premises or my movements or both – with tendencies also to provoke. The last act of one such individual in 2016 was to usher a chainsaw operator on to my property (obviously paid by Cam too) to cut the hedging trees at the southern side of my property.

Obviously, in ordering this copy-cat offence, Cam might have been encouraged by the fact that the authorities did nothing about this illegal act when those at the north had engaged in it, and so he decided to copy this action in his own obvious efforts at provocation.

Cutting a long story short, one of his latest house-sitter’s first jobs was to stretch over the dividing wall to cut small trees I my backyard – obviously to afford a better view. This and other acts invading my privacy and etcetera have led to a series of altercations. This house-sitter is also joined in such efforts by other occupants who seem motivated by the prospect of picking up a t’ing from the boss.

These activists include the male son of the elder female tenant of the southern half of that house. This fellow recently threatened to come over and “juk-juk” (or stab-stab) me up because I’d taken offence to his watching my friend and I as we talked in my backyard. (This threat was made on 5-7-18, if I recall correctly, and the only name I have for him is; 'Andre' - hopefully, this can facilitate an official report on said threat). He’d then followed us to the frontyard, then went thru his own gate to sit on a sidewalk rail when I stepped into the street, then pretended to take a selfie as he raised his phone over his head in his obvious attempts to capture my image. After his threat and his vehement denial, he then went to clear away vines from my property which obstructed his view into the relevant part of my backyard. Other trees in my yard are similarly lightened by these creeps, from time to time, in order to afford visual access.

This is in keeping with their usual behaviour – watching and peeping and listening – while vigorously denying the fact that they stoop so low to do what they habitually and perversely do. And, lest this be seen as harmless, this watching and peeping also extends to when I attempt to walk on the road, with phone-calls made to summon whomever they may. It is also obvious that info garnered in this way about my habits, movements and even whereabouts in my house have also been passed on to some who can only be described as potential murderers (as examined later). There are also obvious signs that this still continues today as they work hand I hand with these suspected murderers.

The others involved in this are; the tenant’s daughter and her boyfriend (who was once the owner’s house-sitter – and obviously still does nefarious works for him). The larger side of the house is mostly used by members of a particular football team, and these are generally not involved in these shenanigans, though the southern tenant’s son is relentless in seeking assistance and agreement from these and others, at every opportunity.

Recently, however, the main house-sitter was obviously sent with a message from his boss, as I was told (after again being provoked) to leave and allow someone else to come and ‘fix up’ my place. And, following a trend set by the north (where they institute a conflict and then rush to call sympathetic officers to report a false claim of a threat) the owner’s paid troublemakers did likewise. And one of these officers sympathetic to the cause of the Che/Bail/Cam-Alliance called me to the side to whisper the fact that I was being encouraged by Cam’s goons (and obviously by this more courteous officer too) to move.

As to the expansion of the alliance to include Cam, I’d neglected to mention that; at first sign of my altercation with the paid troublemakers at the south, Che sent Bail to link with Cam. First; Bail bought a little dog to give himself an excuse to walk that dog pass the southern property for three weeks straight, in efforts to link with the troublemaking house-sitter. The dogwalking charade stopped the very Saturday morning when contact was made with this house-sitter, no doubt to set up a meeting between Bail and Cam to unify efforts to ‘deal’ with me.

The outcome of that is that today I’m being featured by a crew of obvious criminals.

Cutting a long story short, Cam recently made one of his increasingly rare visits to the premises. He seemed to have been obviously joined by four of these criminal-looking types who drifted in and out of the house to take a glance in my direction, from time to time.

On another occasion, I’d stepped into my driveway to talk with a tenant, only to find that one of these same criminal types was nextdoor and now going to great lengths to get a better look at me (one of his cronies actually wore a mask – with dark-glasses).

Eventually, he drove his white Honda Civic (28--HS - with a different plate at back) slowly pass my gate and later returned with a short individual sporting a goatee-beard. This fellow darted inside and was later seen near my wall as the house-sitter apparently pointed me out to him. This is the fellow who is apparently tasked with the job of my murder, and this is the fellow who’s been dropped off around midnight for a week straight to be picked up early the next morning (sometimes by a large SUV which I believe belongs to the owner of the house, but driven by someone else).

Twice during that week, my spouse and I had discovered a grating over a bathroom cistern to have been shifted – an obvious sign that someone might have stood at the bathroom window and inadvertently shifted the object.

On that first night the fellow was brought, the tall lanky Civic-driver made a phone-call and a woman later drove up in silver Nissan AD-Wagon (5 or 63--HF). This woman apparently seems to be in charge of this crew and has been seen several times after the short fellow had been dropped off. They also seem to be very fond of drinking a concoction which includes what looks like the ‘Boom’ energy drink and seem to be very intoxicated (with high-stepping moves) after partaking.

As to my specific concerns with this crew and the short fellow in particular, one night the white Civic dropped him off at midnight and (instead of heading south and then toward the back entrance, as he later did) he headed straight for our own dividing wall with an apparent intent to scale it, and only stopped when he saw that my spouse was watching from the bathroom window. He then went to change into his shorts and returned to have a car-side conversation with the Civic fellow for the next hour and a half.

However, the most ominous scenario is as follows:

The Civic fellow dropped off the short fellow at around minutes to 11 on Friday, 6-7-18. They both chatted on the verandah for a few minutes and then the high-stepping intoxicated-looking Civic driver stepped out onto the driveway as he made a call on his cell, shouting;“Jolly? Jolly?” Apparently, Jolly must have given certain instructions as (to our eternal shock and amazement – watching from our bathroom window - at how brazen this fellow was) he lifted his tee-shirt and retrieved what seemed to be a wrapped-up pistol from his waist. He then returned to the verandah to give this thing to the short fellow.

Soon after that, the woman in the silver AD-Wagon drove up. (Jolly?) The three chatted on the verandah for a while. But, hours after the conversation had died, they still lingered there after 1 am, as if waiting for something or for something to happen – yet, none lived at the premises. This seemed more than strange.

At minutes to 2:00 am, my spouse and I heard a branch break, as if someone had scaled the wall and landed on said branch – subsequent sounds from the dry trash we’d rigged confirmed that someone was invading our yard and seemingly heading toward our bedroom window. The sound ceased after we’d quickly switched on a bright light we’d recently rigged there while we simultaneously placed a call to the police. While I engaged the police on the phone, my spouse went to our bathroom window again and saw and heard the short fellow panting and coughing. Apparently, he might have been the one in our yard, while the others waited.

The police came and went without much ado, citing the fact that they were not about to disturb people on their verandah. However, before heading north, they did reverse their vehicle to have a look at these people and subsequently indicated that there was no sign of them.

Perhaps another significant fact is that, immediately after the police left, the Civic-driver emerged to look up the road, as if to confirm that the police was gone. He returned to the verandah and then quickly went to the passenger-side of his vehicle, from which he seemed to retrieve a package (similar to the first one) from under the seat. In another brazen and bizarre display, this fellow engaged in actions which seemed reminiscent of those employed by TV characters when ejecting a round from a pistol’s chamber to store the gun, for example. He then returned to the verandah and apparently handed this second package to the short fellow (who’d be staying for the night and not at risk of a spot-check from police, for instance).

All three then headed through the gate as the woman bolted for her car, omitting the usual parting-rituals. The two fellows lingered for another five minutes, casting furtive glances at our bathroom window as they uttered nervous laughter before the Civic driver drove off and the short fellow returned to the premises.

Based on all the evidence, I believe it’s reasonable to consider that this could have been a hit – thwarted. And, based on all the evidence (some of which is with-held, for brevity) I believe it’s also reasonable to consider that both Mr Cli Cam and Mr Mich Bail (and Mrs Ela Che, by extension) might well be culpable in a possible plot geared at my demise. And this is why I seek the police’s urgent intervention.

On Monday, 16-7-18, my spouse and I both heard the sound of someone quietly tampering with the roof over our bathroom. I immediately phoned the police and then suggested to the intruder that he might have enough time to kill me before the police arrived, but that he could well be shot by the police on his way out. And apparently my argument was convincing, as apparently abandoned his mission, and the police saw no sign of him when they arrived.

We’ve surmised that the trash we’d rigged was too noisy for the intruder, and so on his subsequent visit he took a direct route from the dividing wall to our southern mango-tree which landed him above our bathroom. The nearest branches of that tree have since been cut.

On Tuesday, 17-7-18, someone (not a resident here) mercilessly hit a stray dog in our backyard. It's possible that our shouts to alert neighbours to the fact that murders might be in our yard might have caused a halt in further proceedings that night - i.e. in addition to our pointing out who the murderers might be connected with. But, thankfully, we survive until now.

My spouse continues to refuse all efforts to have her leave (not even insults or locking her out has so far worked) and so we both continue to endure sleepless nights as we watch for and await the next attempt, and the next. However, we cannot continue to depend so heavily on luck and prayers alone. And this is why we seek your help.

Please warn those who might be behind this so that, hopefully, they call off their plans. A simple phone-call or two from the police today could possibly save two lives. Please help us!

Thanks for your indulgence.

A second email to the police, months later at the beginning of 2019:

Jan 3 at 10:38 PM

Sir,

I’d sent you an email on the 24th of July asking for your assistance in having the police address a perceived threat to my life. A simple warning was all that was needed to hopefully deter the individuals suspected to be behind this alleged scheme, and I apologize for having had to bother you for something a local station could easily and promptly have addressed (and I did try to get this and other previous and related matters fairly dealt with – to no avail, mostly) but that’s an issue I’d prefer not to elaborate too much on. Suffice it to say, I now strive to avoid channels where my issues seem to be perennially ignored or slighted, despite personnel changes.

However, the first of my two reasons for this email is to thank you and your officers for your intervention, which I sincerely believe has so far saved my life and that of my spouse.

We are extremely grateful to you sir and to the Superintendent who assigned the outstanding Inspector to a task he thankfully accomplished – i.e. a warning to one of the two suspected perpetrators, which I’m sure has preserved our lives for the time being.

Nevertheless, aside from the fact that other officers have tactfully hinted that said Inspector’s current job-description dictates that a pure-bred ‘investigator’ may be better suited to my ongoing situation, the Inspector himself (by his subsequent actions and scarce words to me since our initial interview, despite ongoing events) has apparently hinted that perhaps he’d prefer not to continue. Whether the latter is influenced in part by the fore-mentioned factors (which – again – I’d prefer not to elaborate too much on) I can’t say for sure. Nevertheless, I wish the gentleman all the best.

Still, the forgoing is indicative of why I believe my on-going issues would be better served by an impartial investigator who is far removed from and immune to whatever factors which might have influenced others in the past to look pass the relevant issues at hand to perhaps be influenced by malicious gossip which originates from the very enemies who perennially offend me (including blatant criminal offences) and get away with it.

What has happened since the Inspector’s warning is that the ‘suspected’ assassin had ceased to use the premises to my south (occasionally) as his base since July/August, 2018. However, the fact that he was again seen there in December, arguably points to the fact that a mere warning to only one of the two suspected sponsors of my murder-contract might not have been enough of a deterrent.

What has transpired since then is that I’d rented a room in May to an individual who was recommended to me by a trusted acquaintance. (This was on a temporary 6-month basis - as-is, and bereft of a kitchen - as a favour to my acquaintance, and just to alleviate a crisis where the applicant faced water-lock-off and an impending eviction). I’ve since been informed that he was sent by someone else to my acquaintance for the purpose. Based on this tenant’s subsequent actions and utterances, I’ve established that this person was sent by an individual who is firmly on my enemies’ ‘bandwagon.’

Cutting a long story short, in addition to several other unauthorized actions, and even instances where he knocked at my door to make unsolicited ‘suggestions’ en-route to proffering insulting remarks which could only have originated with the person who sent him, this fellow insisted on parking his gas-stove and other belongings in an unauthorized section of my premises (normally reserved for storage of my own belongings) while cooking on a car’s tyre-rim placed on a block on my kitchen-floor. And despite two previous requests over a 3-month period imploring him to use his gas-stove in that non-functional kitchen-space instead, because of the fact that the heat from his coal-fire so close to my floor would damage the tiles and loosen the grout, he persisted. So then, I simply placed the rim outside when I next encountered it on the 28th of December, 2018.

This simple action of mine resulted in the monumental wrath of both this individual and his spouse as they also objected to the fact that I’d leaned-up a bed (added to a mattress I already stored there) in the space they had captured for their own use. Having already told me that he knew “some serious badman,” I now have reason to suspect that this has something to do with an ominous phone-call I received shortly after he’d left that evening (28-12-18).

Based on what I’ve seen before and after this event on the 28th, I suspect that this individual might have suggested to my enemies perpetrating the previous murder-arrangements that some of his known ‘serious badman’ might do a better and/or quicker job. The very same night of that argument on the 28th and after receiving my ominous phone-call after he’d left, my spouse and I heard someone walking on our roof at minutes after 4:00 am. The attacker apparently went away when he heard us speaking on the phone loudly with the police at 119.

Unlike previous attempts which had come from the southerly premises, this attack came from the north (from the premises owned by those who’d approached the southerly owner with the idea of my murder, all instigated by the obsessed woman behind it all pulling the strings). I have a video of a dress-rehearsal for such an attack from the north, as husband and wife stood on their lawn and issued instructions as their hired ‘gardener/troublemaker’ scaled the wall and entered my property.

Very interestingly, the day before the attack on the 28th, the cantankerous trouble-making wife from the north returned from a one-year hiatus (caused by a suspected infidelity for which her husband had threaten her life with his own gun) to now supervise the same ‘gardener/troublemaker’ in the cutting of a branch of my ackee-tree, which could have presented an obstacle for anyone wanting to use that ackee-tree for access to my roof from that northern premises.

‘Coincidentally,’ this was the EXACT route used by the murderer the very next night.

Some time after 4 am, my spouse had heard what sounded like a vehicle stopping somewhere near to the gate at the northern premises (where all occupants had ‘coincidentally’ left, for that particular night) and, shortly thereafter, we heard the walking on the roof coming from the direction of the very same ackee-tree. (Incidentally, the route of the intruder, and the fact that someone was walking on the roof, were also independently confirmed).

As mentioned, this attack was apparently aborted when the attacker over-heard our call to the police. However, just as the police arrived, a small white car suspected to be the get-away car which had brought the murderer to the scene, was seen driving slowly by and stopping at a gate three houses away. The driver of this car subsequently turned the car to face where I’d been talking to the officers at my own gate.

After the police left, the day dawned without further incident. But we’ve been mostly spending nights away from home since then.

Fast-forward to the night of 1-1-19 when this very same car was again seen, after this crew was apparently informed as to where we were. And this info could only have been supplied by someone in close proximity listening to a prior phone conversation between my spouse and her daughter where-in my spouse had told her daughter to meet us at Mother’s in Cross-Roads.

While there, I noticed that a fellow arrived approximately 20 minutes later, initially peering at me through the glass-window and subsequently entering to take a seat some distance away from me while casting occasional clandestine glances in my direction and sending several text-messages. Shortly after his arrival, the VERY SAME white car drove up and parked. The driver entered and took a quick glance at me and nodded almost imperceptibly at his accomplice as he walked by toward the cashiers. At this time, I walked out the door and subsequently returned to tell my spouse and her daughter that I’d be over by the police-station.

On my way over to the station, I noticed that the driver had abandoned his pretence at placing an order to now re-enter his car. My spouse later told me that the driver’s accomplice had followed me outside and was lurking when she and her daughter alighted from the store. The kind officers at the Police-Station later arranged for a police crew to transport me to my next destination (which I’ll not elaborate on at the moment).

There’s a lot more to this story, but I’ll spare you the details, some of which have already been provided in my previous e-mail and addendum, which I’ve attached for ease of reference.

In light of all the above, I sincerely implore you to assign an impartial investigator (who’ll not be influenced by irrelevant and malicious gossip) to look into this matter.

[Also, further evidence of past events and offences can be provided to any investigator you assign. For example, I'll attach a picture of what's left of my outside bathroom's ceiling after ceiling-tiles were removed and neatly packed on the floor one night in another attempted break-in, previously. This is fairly 'concrete' evidence of what these people are about, and it's unfortunate that the two sponsors of these things feel empowered to continue. And one can only wonder if a previous warning was not taken seriously because of contradicting signs which might have (inadvertently?) re-assured the perpetrators.]

We (my spouse and I) leave it all in your hands (and in the hands of God) in hopes that justice will finally be served.

Thanks again for your previous assistance, and for any further assistance you may render in this ongoing matter.

This next email to a related police-entity was not yet sent at the time of this posting:

Further to our conversation this morning (and subsequent to my initial e-mail to you) I’ve pasted copies of a few e-mails which may prove helpful with regard to your request and also with regard to any further investigation which may or may not ensue.

I should stress, however, that I do not seek serious action against any police officer who may have misunderstood the gravity of the relevant issues

As one who has suffered the (near death) consequences of officials’ gullibility and propensity to entertain, encourage, and to adversely react to hear-say and malicious gossip, I should also stress my own conviction that such things should be vigorously discouraged.

Yesterday, I came very close to being killed because individuals at a particular police-station decided that they could not or would not provide an escort out of a situation where forces amassed against me. I can only hope they misunderstood the full gravity of the situation and mistook my plight as a ploy to finagle a free ride home.

In walking along Half-Way-Tree Road, early that morning (after spending another night away from home) my spouse and I realized we were being followed by a fellow we’d passed lurking on a side-road. Luckily, we got a police patrol to drop us off close to the nearest police-station, as the crew was unable to drop us home which was too far out of their way. While there at the station, we noticed more and more that we were being watched by more and more people (male and female) one or two of whom lurked outside, while others walked by several times at varying intervals (all taking a glance at my face) with several actually taking seats beside me with no obvious business at the station – texting or talking on their phones (and directly to each other in a few instances). After overhearing an officer citing an August Town emergency as the reason he declined to assist me out of the situation, one of these watchers on his phone some distance away was heard to say, “Dem naw help him.” Another fellow lurking on the outside was also known to us, as he’d done the very same thing on a previous occasion. I have video footage of this and a few of the other watchers.

A point I’d neglected to mention in previous posts elsewhere is that, at one stage, a car drove by with one of the two occupants (none of whom I knew) tauntingly shouting; “Winston, yu good!” This left no doubt that I was the focus of these people, and (with all things considered) it also left no doubt as to what their aim was......

.......Hopefully, the information provided will be helpful in any ensuing investigation, as per your request.

Perhaps it would also be helpful if the investigator assigned to this case (if any such case ensues) would inform both main sponsors of my murder-contract, and especially the Cam fellow to my south, that; instead of spending so much to be rid of me, he could simply embark on a process to buy my house (cheaply, because of damage from his termites – less the value of a replacement roof) and resell it at a profit. There are hindrances (such as the theft and hiding of a will to prevent me from selling before now – partly in order to facilitate previous acts to ensure my detriment) but I’m now sure such obstacles can be surmounted. If he’d looked more closely into the matter, he’d have probably learned that I’ve always been of a mind to sell and relocate to more desirable regions (a dream of mine since childhood, known by both my main female enemies). So, unknowingly acceding to my remaining enemy’s demand to have me killed is not only self-defeating for him and his co-sponsor and also their manipulator (considering the likely consequences of imprisonment, and also exposure of their deeds by several articles and a book I’ve already written - with the book already released without names, but with the articles with their names subject to release in the event of my murder) but such a course holds the guarantee of being rid of me (and I of them) with no-one dead and no-one going to prison (and exposed in news-articles and social media as murderous individuals who can’t be trusted not to do it again if given the chance).

Thanks for your consideration in all the relevant issues.

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