"Excuse me Mr. Blaine but this was delivered for you this morning."A tawny guy with dreadlocks handed him a sealed black portfolio. He flipped it back to check for any address or information but there's none- just his name pasted on it in silver ink. Unwinding the wire sealing the portfolio, he took out a flash drive and a note.'Twenty five years and you never changed. Still cunning as always, burying your lies under the rag. Dead men tell no tales is it? What if one of corpses you got rid of, rise from the grave and hunt you down? Come to the old apartment, you fairly remember it do you? 'Cause I do. Just incase you forget I'll have your memories refreshed.'Cole noticed his hands were sweating hard, he never felt so threatened in ages. After reading that note, he then shifted his gaze to the silver flashdrive on his palm with a label 'open me' and a skull symbol after that.
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