Thursday, April 21, 2016
Jack
(5:06 A.M. Colorado Time)
Just woke up. Had a weird violent dream. I never have dreams.
I'm in the car now, driving to the crime scene.
Joe's Barn.
Ceci
Watch your step.
Is the property vacant?
Jack
Not sure.
Maybe.
I will lose cell signal in mountains.
The crime scene, Joe's house. The barn is behind back in the trees.
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Small "For Sale" sign on side window. Appears vacant, empty.
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Fresh footprints. All heading back toward the barn and burial site. Week old, tops.
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The barn is not visible from the road.
I can't walk in. It would destroy and add to the footprints.
I can't alter or destroy evidence. That's a felony and disbarment.
I'm driving around to check for a back road to the barn.
The back road is snowed-in deep. 5-8 foot drifts.
Driving the neighborhood.
HOLY SHIT!
Down the road, about a mile, "Whitewolf".
Whitewolf is here! Just like Joe said.
[Photo: "Whitewolf" embossed on the saddlebag of a black Harley motorcycle parked in a driveway--REDACTED]
Time to split!
Hoping he didn't see me.
OK, now can I buy the guns?
I just emailed the "Whitewolf" photos to the detectives.
Jack
And Prince died.
I'm so sorry, Ceci.
Ceci
I'm crushed.
Jack
Only 57.
I really thought Prince was going to live to be a little old man with great hats and shoes.
[Vote⭐ for Prince, one of the greatest of all time!]
Photo 1: Fog Man by Cocoparisienne, 2019 (Pixabay #486583).
Photos 2-4: Joe's House. Taken and owned by authors, 2016.
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