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ACE My monthly visits to the Irongate Institution are usually to check in on Marcel. Have friendly chats. And to get orders, as well as fill him in on his daughter's everyday progress. This time, I'm going to have to prevent myself from killing him. I brought with me the flashdrive of the penthouse security tape, I finally viewed it. The man didn't wear a mask, and it was clear to me why. Especially when I found a bunch of letters waiting on top of my car this morning. The flight had been tense for me, having to read the letter from him, and the pictures. He's been stalking Avalon for years, specifically five f*****g years. Because that's how long Marcel has been locked up. But you see, I'm pissed because this man is supposedly dead. Like with the previous Mrs Cisneros, Jane, he is ver
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