. . .
Date: January, 2001
Location: (redacted)
. . .
The moon was nowhere to be found by the time I managed to return to the seashore, waiting for Junior to show up.
Because come hell or high water, I swear I'm gonna get answers even if it is the last thing I'll fucking do. Writing the story be damned, this motherfucker took my girl, I'm going to see to it that they'll get what's coming to them.
Be it in jail or in hell.
Closing my eyes, I took in a deep breath.
Calm down.
I have to calm down.
For Pearl.
For... Pearl...
Opening my eyes once more, I surveyed the scene.
Well, what do you know?
Junior's deduction had been right on the bat too. Unlike how it had been in the morning, the place was no longer being swarmed by people. Despite everything that just fucking happened, even the authorities are lying low.