Somewhere in a city hotel, a brown man sat at his desk by the window of his hotel room. Wearing black gloves that help erase any traces of evidence, grabbed the pencil next to it, and a clean sheet of white paper. In it, he wrote a message that would make his core tremble.

If you think you can keep me away from it, you're wrong.

We're going to see me again very soon bandit.

sincerely

1. G

He smiled for himself, and folded from the paper; the filling in a white envelope. He had planned this for years and knew every step he was going to take to make sure things went according to plan. Smiling to himself in the chaos that will erupt once he arrives, he leaves the hotel room and makes his second trip to the Bandits at home.

He was going to wreak havoc on their lives.