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My Final Words...To You
To you my love,
By the time you read this letter, I will be passed on
Please don't cry.
I know how much you loved me & I loved you.
The pressure from my wife and "The Boss" was getting the best of me.
I know she was going to find out everything about me and all of my secrets.
I owed "The Boss" over $30,000.00
He was out to kill me.
It was either me serving prison time, or being beat and murdered by him or me committing suicide.
Obviously I went with the latter.
No one can or will trace me to you.
No one knew nothing about you.
Do not worry.
All of the money I made and was suppose to go to "The Boss" is going to you.
You will find this cash I buried in a metal box near our meeting spot, right near that old oak tree we carved our initials in.
Go towards the evening or very early in the morning before people arrive at the park.
Also enclosed is a beautiful necklace I was gonna give to you on your birthday in a few weeks.
This money should help you & our baby once he or she is born.
I'm closing out my dear...
Farewell,
I'll love you forever!
The letter never reached his girlfriend
Instead his wife knew about her all this time
The letter was intercepted
Now she knows about the money & about her pregnancy
The next day the wife went to the old oak tree
She began digging
She found the metal box
Inside the metal box there was no money
Just some paper clips, thumb tacks and a letter
Inside the letter it read...
To my suspicious, meddling wife,
I knew you were going to read this letter before my girlfriend.
I also knew you were gonna try and grab all of that money in this box.
Well the money was once in this box.
You know where it is?
My girlfriend and I have it!
That's right,
I'm not dead!
Family & friends helped me construct the perfect getaway.
I won't reveal where I am or where I will be going.
One thing is for sure, you'll be hearing from some of my friends.
Oh and "The Boss",
He does exist and he'll be coming to the house for you to pay him.
If you don't pay him, I'm sure you'll be wearing those cute cement shoes you always thought I would wear.
Have a nice life.
With love,
Vision_of_Insanity
By the time you read this letter, I will be passed on
Please don't cry.
I know how much you loved me & I loved you.
The pressure from my wife and "The Boss" was getting the best of me.
I know she was going to find out everything about me and all of my secrets.
I owed "The Boss" over $30,000.00
He was out to kill me.
It was either me serving prison time, or being beat and murdered by him or me committing suicide.
Obviously I went with the latter.
No one can or will trace me to you.
No one knew nothing about you.
Do not worry.
All of the money I made and was suppose to go to "The Boss" is going to you.
You will find this cash I buried in a metal box near our meeting spot, right near that old oak tree we carved our initials in.
Go towards the evening or very early in the morning before people arrive at the park.
Also enclosed is a beautiful necklace I was gonna give to you on your birthday in a few weeks.
This money should help you & our baby once he or she is born.
I'm closing out my dear...
Farewell,
I'll love you forever!
The letter never reached his girlfriend
Instead his wife knew about her all this time
The letter was intercepted
Now she knows about the money & about her pregnancy
The next day the wife went to the old oak tree
She began digging
She found the metal box
Inside the metal box there was no money
Just some paper clips, thumb tacks and a letter
Inside the letter it read...
To my suspicious, meddling wife,
I knew you were going to read this letter before my girlfriend.
I also knew you were gonna try and grab all of that money in this box.
Well the money was once in this box.
You know where it is?
My girlfriend and I have it!
That's right,
I'm not dead!
Family & friends helped me construct the perfect getaway.
I won't reveal where I am or where I will be going.
One thing is for sure, you'll be hearing from some of my friends.
Oh and "The Boss",
He does exist and he'll be coming to the house for you to pay him.
If you don't pay him, I'm sure you'll be wearing those cute cement shoes you always thought I would wear.
Have a nice life.
With love,
Vision_of_Insanity
Published 8th Aug 2024
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