> Am here!
> Excellent. I have arranged a private meeting for you and this person outside in the smoking area. I must point out however that this person (like everyone else you have met so far) has no idea of our little game today, and therefore they cannot be held responsible for my actions. All this person has been told is that you have something for them and that they are to give you four tickets. That is the extent of their knowledge. My friends will join you to ensure your reunion runs smoothly. Once you have greeted said person please hand them the envelop as stated before. Text me when your meeting is over.
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> Bet you loved that, didnt you, you fuck!!
> I thought you would want to thank me David? (Sad Face). You haven't spoken to Millie's father since her funeral, and I thought you would appreciate a little time together, to maybe patch things up?
> What did you write in that letter? He went nuts after reading it!
> The contents of the envelope were for the Ticket Master/ Mike's eyes only remember. I'm sorry the reunion didn't go as smoothly as I'd hoped David, but that's why my friends were there... to help you.
> Bollox! You new exactly what would happen. Thats why you set up a private area so no one would see! Your thugs only stepped in after he nearly strangled me to death!
> But they stepped in nonetheless. (Smiley Face). I hope you're ok? Did he give you the tickets before his outburst?
> Yes your thugs got tickets! Now tell me what you wrote in letter!!
> Very well David, since you've been such a good sport, I'll tell you. The letter was from you, and in it you wrote an apology to Millie's father (Mike) stating that you have finally realized the errors of your ways and admit to being the direct cause of her death, and that you were in Weston-Super-Mare today to make amends. You then signed the letter: 'From Your Loving Son-in-law, David.' (Smiley Face).
> I'm soo gonna fuck you up one day... that's a promise!!
> I'm afraid that is one promise you will never be able to keep!
> We'll see sicko! So whats that other clue to your name you said about when you gave me combination?
> Oh yes, I'm sorry David, we got a little side tracked didn't we, and I forgot to tell you. The next letter to my name is (L). So you now have the letters (C), (I) and (L) as clues.
> Is I & L in rite order?
> Not necessarily. So do you have any ideas as to my identity yet?
> I told you before I don't believe I do know you. Best I can do is try & guess your name & hope you'll tell me the truth if I guess it right! At least tell me how many letters are in your name!
> I'm sorry I can't do that just yet. But I can assure you my offer still stands, guess my name correctly and the game will end. (Smiley Face).
> Where you got sandra? You said I got to rescue her, so is she in weston?
> I suppose it won't hurt to confirm that yes, your play-thing is in Weston-Super-Mare David. Now, since your reunion with Mike went much quicker than I expected we have a little time to spare. Therefore please take your time while making your way to the beach, and along the way we can chat.
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Mystery / ThrillerWhen David R Pilkington, a property developer from London, receives a text message on the morning of his best friends wedding from an unknown sender, the worst day of his life ensues - as the death of his former wife comes back to haunt him. This bo...
