A Response I Cannot Send.
What the fuck do you mean 'and my job'? I had to tell them to never tell my location to ANYONE who came to the front desk asking after me. If I find out you had so much as considered trying to meet me there, I will rain hellfire upon you the likes of which you cannot begin to fathom. Sir, it has been damn near two decades, you are a stranger. Anyone by my name you believe you knew has long since passed. I have spent the years constantly looking over my shoulder, but no more motherfucker, now it's your turn. I hope the paranoia kills you, it didn't get me.





















