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"Audio recording of- Marcus Fairchild, of his whereabouts of finding Tim."

Statement begins?"

"..sorry I know if have to say it every time I record something now."

" it hasn't been a good start, kinda rocky if you think about it. no other letters."

"..it seem to be one after another with every small clue I find.."

I had gave a heavy breath

"but like that's getting me anywhere. Why is it so hard to even get close!"

"Oh.. me a Jon have been having some- disagreements on how I should be out there alone.. which he's the one that should talk.. he when all mysterious himself..."

"how come it's been 2 year and we still don't get along well."

"I guess that would be on me though making it hard for him to actually get along with. Now that I know I'm actually part of something.. maybe that's why? He could have know from the start then again I had my name changed sense I first started here so that would make a difference knowing that he knows that I lied. I mean that other eyed freak is jail now so like he can hurt us."

I was getting wrapped in my own thoughts I could think straight.

Then a knock came on the door.

"You don't have to knock that this point.."
I held my head as I looked down at the tape recorder, having Martin came in.

"Sorry am I interrupting?"

"No."

He sighed as I looked pale and disfunction.

"Lucas said to give you this said it would help with your, thing"

He softly placed another envelope on my desk

"Thanks, and Martin..."

"Yeah?"

"Would-" I sighed as put my hand over my mouth sliding down to my chin.

"Would you be able to bring me home in a a hour."

"Of course.."
He had slightly smiled but looked like he didn't know how to place it.

"Thanks, a one more thing, tell Jon ..I'm sorry about earlier I just-"

"I know, ""rather not talk to him""

He had said these words like they were my own making a small tone in his voice mimicking me.
I had slightly smiled as he left.

"Should I had apologised? I mean I guess. Ugh..."

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