It’s after school and I’m where I always am, at the police station trying to find that fucker. I don’t know what it is about him. I want him in a jail cell, now! I don’t have a real name and I’m not calling him Ignacio so in briefs I started calling him Larry, James, I can’t decide, or in verbal reports, "the unsub"

I walk in start getting files to print I want to read something in my hands. But it feels like everything is on the computer nowadays. I get started. Looking for what I want. Printing things out compiling my own copy of everything. Everything hangs up in the first bedroom, it’s turned into my off-site office.

My mom immediately runs up to me, Laurie, we have been having printers acting as fucking fax machines. Take a look at this one,

"ATT: LAURIE FLYNN:

Day seven hundred thirty-four: you discovered Side C. Congratulations, what’s the rest of my plan? 20"

"Mom, are they all like this? How many are there?"

"This is the 5th one. And they have been coming every 10 minutes. Since 1415."

"So this is the 5th one? When is the next one coming."

"That’s right. And look at the clock. This is pissing us all off, we have been unable to print anything at all since all of this stuff for you has started and after the second one, he disabled all of our computers, even when we turn it off and back on its still the same screen. We are just here, nothing more."

"Do you have them in order?"

"Every printer is printing them out, go to a printer and take a fucking look. I need a drink. What was that bar you keep talking about, it sounds incredible! I wonder if they would be willing to strip for me." I walk away from my mom after hearing a little too much information. "Laurie, I was talking to you."

"It’s in Chicago mom. Eww, mom. I don’t want to know that."

I continue walking away to the nearest printer, it’s empty. I go to the next one and I can hear the engine whirling and another one prints out, its number is 11. So what I get to read is,

" Dear Laurie, 1

I don’t have the anger that you do. My actions are not scattered like a shotgun they are exact, like a sniper rifle. 6

Day ninety-three: Doubled my inventory again 13

Day two hundred and two: Opened up Side B of the business, started diving into how not to get caught. And with me talking to you this is obvious that I did my research very well 15

Day seven hundred thirty-four: you discovered Side C. Congratulations, what’s the rest of my plan? 20

Day one thousand one hundred fifty-four: I discovered you. I started doing research on you. 22"

I read it out loud to my mom and ask, "why is he sending these randomly?"

"I don’t know Laurie, you are the expert on this guy. Why don’t you tell me?"

"He seems like a narcissist. I can’t wait for him to get caught. I bet you can’t wait for either right mom."

"Yeah, Laurie." I know she doesn’t really care, she’s just supporting me.

"So what should I do to help?"

"We are at a stand still if you want you can take orders of everyone and we’ll give you the credit card and you can go pick up food for everyone I’ll give you the keys, we’re on the clock and lunch was hours ago, we can’t leave."

"I don’t feel like doing that."

"Can you at least get me a big mac?"

"Yes, mommy."

"Thank you, honey. Here’s a 10, go get yourself something too."

I come back and I get another two messages, I don’t bother looking at them. Instead, I just have a little lunch with my mom. Just talking about her day and her other cases. She got to serve three warrants today, it was very busy for her. She was writing reports before the first page came and she was trying to print her first report started on the second report. She is not happy but happy that she feel happy doing a small part of her job. I tell her about a few cute guys at school, she encourages me to date but also warns me about my obsession with my unsub.

I do my homework while I continue to wait for all these messages to me to come in. A couple hours later I get the 26th one everyone here has been at a stand still just waiting for these messages. Everyone crowds in my mom’s cubicle as I read the entire message to everyone.

"Dear Laurie, 1

Thank you for being my fan, you have been looking for me so hard. 2
And I’m here say, without you, all the money, without the infamy, would have been nice.3
But while I’m here, talking to you.4
Let me tell you about myself in comparison to you in ways you might understand you’re a smart girl Mostly A’s and B’s. Oh, you have a C in one class. Does your dad know? I know he cares more about your grades and your mother, Leslie supports your search for me more than your C in science and your cheating to get a B in Algebra. 5
I don’t have the anger that you do you seem to get angry at everything I do and everything you find out. You punching the hole in the wall and then ruining that other officer’s days, omg you had me rotfloluipm. My actions are not scattered like a shotgun they are exact like a sniper rifle. 6
I’m extremely mature for my age, the age bracket in which you are looking for me is wrong. 7
Here’s a fun breakdown for you: 8
Day one: Stole $20 from my mom to start Side A 9
Day three: Paid my mom back and $20 and an extra $10

Day thirty-seven: Got big enough to triple my inventory 11

Day forty: Realized I’m starting to clear $200 a week 12
Day ninety-three: Doubled my inventory again 13
Day one hundred twenty-four: School was getting in the way of business, started paying off teachers, staff and security 14
Day two hundred and two: Opened up Side B of the business, started diving into how not to get caught. And with me talking to you this is obvious that I did my research very well 15
Day two hundred fifty: Started recruiting employees for Side B and giving them fake identification, you have discovered 18/48. Little girl, you won’t find us all, you won’t. 16
Day two hundred ninety-nine: Realized I was starting to clear almost 30,000 per week and almost 3,000 per week just for me after all my expenses. 17
Day three hundred twenty-two: Opened up side C stocked with employees and fully licensed 18Day four hundred five: I now had 48 employees and I still worked just not as hard as I used to. 19
Day seven hundred thirty-four: you discovered Side C. Congratulations, what’s the rest of my plan? 20
Day one thousand forty-nine through day one thousand ninety: I took a vacation. I hope you enjoyed that summer too :) 21
Day one thousand one hundred fifty-four: I discovered you. I started doing research on you. 22
Day one thousand two hundred twenty-six: I’m reaching out to you because you can’t find me. I hope this helps in your research to find me too bad the end of the rabbit hole you will look down to find me is at the bottom of a lake. 23
By the way, I got to see pictures of you from that summer of you fishing with your family. Your sister is not as attractive as you at all she looks like a dump truck holy crap, I mean, damn. Your brothers, I don’t swing that way. You, however, are very pretty, I would love to go out with you sometime, go to the beach after getting food, I’ll make you laugh. Make you fall in love with me if you give it time. At the end of the night, I’ll kiss you on the lips underneath the moon.But first I have to get to know you without the animosity and without your extreme hatred for me, you partially fear me because you don’t know who I am. I’ll be in touch, you just won’t know it’s me, please don’t fear the reaper, don’t fear the unknown, don’t fear Gamma (YY). 24
-Great Respect, Your secret Admirer YY 25

PS: My favorite song I’m sending to you as a gift, it will be the wake up on your phone at 6 am my time tomorrow morning, enjoy the wake-up call. 26"

My mom immediately comes to me holding my shoulder. "Laurie, don’t do anything stupid."

I begin to cry, "Mom he knows who I am!"

"You’re in a room of cops we will protect you."

"He kept us disabled for over 3 hours mom. We are powerless to him!"

"What do you want to do?"

I get up and scream"I’m going to fucking kill him!"

"You wouldn’t make it in jail Laurie."

"No mom he has no remorse for people or the system. He needs to die! Fuck him!"

"Laurie, calm down we will handle this."

I walk out of the room very quickly, "I’m going for a fucking walk!"

Next Chapter: Chapter 9: March 11, 2008: D