The police wanted to keep me there, but I finally convinced them to at least let me go home. They made me promise I wouldn't try to leave the province.
Fuck that. I have to leave the country. He's coming for me. I told them that it was my dad who had killed him. He was finishing the job. I don't know if they believed me. I don't know why they wouldn't.
I have to hide from him, or else he's going to kill me, too.
I love you Corbin. I'm sorry he got to you.
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