| From: | Jett <zmjett@*********.COM> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | A visit from the past |
| Date: | Mon, 17 Aug 1998 22:01:46 -0400 |
>>>>>[Well, finally, something came through. I think I know who put the hit
out on Jett and why. I'm pretty sure now that I escaped any repercussions from the
chem-truck run, that that's NOT why someone hired Methos to kill me. It's messy, sordid
business from the past, unfortunately, but I think it can be taken care of. If you're free
anytime soon, maybe we'll get together and I'll give you details.]<<<<<
-- Ironthorne <21:45:23/08-17-59>
*****Private: Snookums
>>>>>[The House of Death is coming back to haunt me again.
I know I killed Denton. But his brother and possibly his father are
still alive, and they were the ones who put the hit on me. I don't think
they were aware of Denton's little hobby. But...god, I still see that
woman in the glass, dead, the look of terror on her face, and suddenly
I'm back there. Back in the chains, waiting for him to come back and
finish me...he was a monster, a murderer, and he had to die. It was him
or me.
But I didn't have to keep hitting him after he was dead, did I? I had to
have blacked out for an hour...maybe longer...I was covered in blood,
Derek, absolutely soaked in it, and I was lost in the hedge maze when I
came to, the chair leg still in my hands...
I'm going back to California to take care of this whole matter. I don't
know how I'm going to deal with this. I won't kill them if I don't have
to. Denton's father and brother didn't know that he was a serial killer.
All they know is the picture of the woman Denton was last seen with, and
that was me...traced my past, my rep, that I was a runner, then hunted
me down...maybe they don't deserve to die. It was all a
misunderstanding, maybe. How could they have known that Denton was going
to kill me, then add my body to his "museum"?
That run was just a theft. A simple theft. Why did it go so wrong? I
snapped...it brought back the night Paul died, when I got my
scars...finding myself in chains and helpless brought it all back, and I
snapped. I admit I lost control, and the scary part was, it felt good.
But it had to be done.
It's almost over, though. Almost. And maybe after this is cleared up, I
can get my life back. ]<<<<<
-- Ironthorne <21:59:23/08-17-59>
