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Keeping Secrets

"it was a promise that the U.S. military was making to her and she was making to the U.S. military: This will be our secret."

Since you leaked my secret, I get to leak yours. But not before I cause so much trouble, trigger so many questions, and generate so much paperwork that it becomes a burden for your Peers to even admit they know your name.

You may have started this game, but I promise you, I will be the one to end it.

By the way, your Buddies are terribly bad at Surveillance. So I decided to make it a little more dangerous for you. On April 10th, mid afternoon, your Buddy confirmed in the parking lot that you are One Man. You are relying on relationships, threats and coercion to continue this Game and I am coming for you.

Let's see which Law Enforcement Agency will continue to protect you from me.  Let's find out exactly where the "Corrupt Cops" are actually located - because darling, one of your Boys already confirmed for me that there is only one of you.  And now, who ever is stupid enough to protect you will be placing their family, and their retirement on the line - and we both know you can no longer protect them from the fall out that is currently raining down on you.

Baby, Jailbait is coming for you. And there is nothing you can do to stop me now.






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