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