Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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Dear diary.

Half a month has passed since the last time I wrote a diary. Many things happened, but nothing happened

This is what one must experience when living in a new place. I have spent all my time and energy to observe, judge, and test your relationship with this new environment. New people, new situations, new… everything. So that I don’t have any chance to leave it to myself to do what I came here for.

My purpose, my purpose… now it seems so far away. Perhaps, communicating with my dear diary now can help me sort out some clues.

The last time I wrote a diary on the 2nd day, which was the 2nd day when I became an employee of Grande, I found an opportunity to get close to this’master of home’, Zachary Grande.

I dont know what happened to his master. It seems that the previous day he had a conflict with that famous police detective (James), which caused him to lose his’home’ in Grande. The only protection inside. The North District Police Department called Chapman was taken back. My new colleagues, a bunch of guys who are stupid enough to go to jail, are discussing excitedly “He’s over. Grande is going to be clean.”

I was eager to have a try Before Evan, I found a little gap and had a brief exchange with this Mr. Grande.

A fruitless exchange. “Just call me Zac.” This is the self-introduction he added in this exchange and the only information he gave me.

On the 3rd day of Grande. This is a day that makes me nervous. Steve Walker showed up at Grande, looking for Zach who would wipe out his employees (at least this is what my new colleagues discussed in private).

I keep avoiding. I don’t know enough about this city, and I don’t know enough about the gray professionals in this city. I don’t know how much professional ethics they have. I don’t want to be seen by this Steve Walker and be told by him “How is your new identity used?” I don’t need after-sales service.

The fifth day in Grande is a day full of surprises. Evan was abused by Zach, the Grand Master who he had said countless times to torture in a different way.

No one saw what happened, but when everyone heard Evans screams, he had been locked in the damaged coffin and hung from the ceiling of Grands West Warehouse . I don’t have a clue how this “work” was done by Zach. But everyone heard his words very clearly:

“Apologize to Matthew, otherwise this is your coffin.”

Always acquiesce and even encourage employees to discuss privately. Old Hank did not help Evan this time.

This made me realize something-the Grand Funeral Home, which seems to have a clear boundary, and the two divided groups, the leaders, Hank and Zach, have a default compliance the rule of. Before the owner of Zachary Grande lost his identity, some things were not allowed to happen on both sides. And I dont think that what is not allowed to happen is just that Evan bullied the honest Matthew.

On the sixth day in Grande. I saw hope. Zach’s girlfriend Louise is back.

They had a dispute, and it seemed that Louise was disappointed at the rapid deterioration of her boyfriend’s situation at home during the time she was away.

Dear diary, if I can, I will try to hear more content of the dispute, but I cant. When I hear the name of’James’ frequently mentioned, Hank gives us Got a job. In Paisin in the North District, something that needs professional cleaning appeared.

Hank called me, Logan refused to go with him, and Evan made a replacement. After cleaning up the human remnants that were wiped on the ground and walls like paste, I returned to Grande with fatigue and hope, looking forward to the seventh day.

On the ninth day of Grande, I have been eagerly looking forward to finally having a chance to vent.

After two consecutive days of marathon, I have no idea whether it was a couple quarrel or something else, Louise finally walked out of Grande.

I have never seen such a’shining’ woman, literally. I can see the sun shining on her skin. she is pretty.

But this is not the point. That Susan is also very beautiful. Work is work.

I completed a brief exchange with Louise. Like her boyfriend, “You are Dale Walker? Just call me Louise.” But at least it was the beginning.

On the tenth day in Grande. I have no idea that this funeral home will really hold a funeral.

The people on the other side of the family have all joined the work, Zach, Louise, Logan, Russell, Charlie, Bain, and even the Republican cook who rarely shows up, Mo.

If Alice and Maya hadn’t also started to help, I don’t think Hank from our side of this house would help.

Grand, suddenly became busy like a real funeral home. Who is the dead? It seems to be a very famous lady in the city of Barton, Quinn. People crowded this funeral home.

The 11th day in Grande. Grande is still crowded, mostly journalists, and some important Barton figures, such as the mayor. I saw her, my employer, former employer, Essera.

Waiting for Essela to express her grief to Mrs. Quinn in front of the microphone and the camera, and to be satisfied with the results of the’Midway House’ project (hehe, dear diary, do you know that? This woman gathered a bunch of jail gangsters to this Grandly), and I found a chance to contact her.

Wonderful. When we were looking for a place to avoid the camera to communicate, we met Zac and Louise who were also avoiding the camera for some reason.

What I dont want to happen happened.

From the moment I walked into Grande, I knew why I was found by Hank and invited to enter Grande. Hank needs the same professional talents. This self-proclaimed retired old man in Barton’s gray professional circle has no talents. He needs me, and I need him.

I have a problem to deal with. The woman who witnessed my first business in Barton. And this Hank who came after me has a clue.

Hank promised that work is work. He asked me not for revenge for Susan, but someone in Grande wanted to know where Susan was going. I handed over what Susan had left and everything was fine, he didn’t care what I wanted to do.

Two brief exchanges with Zac and Louise, I verified this. These two are regarded as the client who asked Hank to find me, and they really didn’t have any malicious intent against me being hired to kill the Susan. But they didn’t give any clues, clues to future troubles.

To this day, I know the name of this trouble. Daisy. She has escaped from Barton.

“You won’t receive your final payment, your job is not clean.” Essera, she doesn’t seem to want to tell me more, she obviously cares more about Zac and Louise,” Are you two wanting to laugh at me? I found such an unreliable killer to remove your hidden dangers. Not only did you find them, but also joined your Grande. Laugh, I give you this opportunity.”

Confused. What exactly am I going through? Want to let Susan die are the two of Grande? They obviously have the ability and resources to act, but they let Essera do it, so I have me. Then something unexpected happened. After that Daisy witnessed the whole process, she returned to Louise, and Zach would use Grande’s resources to find me? Finally, Hank, who was obviously not on Zachs side, recruited me?

Are these people sick?

Dear diary, what should I do, continue the unsolved problems, and receive the balance of work. Still leave these confusing people and things aside and think about their future. I entered Grande to get Daisy’s information. Should I stay or leave.

Stay, I have the resources, Hank, and the relationship between Grande and the Barton important figure that has puzzled me. Leaving, I have no money, and I haven’t received the balance of Esela.

Twelfth day, Gran is even more crowded, and the funeral was held in the Holy Son Church in public. But in Grande, it was the real funeral of Mrs. Quinn, and her relatives and friends were all here.

Barton Western Regions car blocked the dirt road in front of Grande. A group of high school students replaced Grandes duties and took over the funeral process. Strange funeral, they said, this is the funeral that Mrs. Quinn wants, the funeral of the Indians. I can’t understand.

The things I understand are Zac and Hank.

It seems that within Grande, everyone already knows how precarious the position of the master of Grande is, but that Zach is still the master of Grande. He knows all the guests attending this internal funeral. I mean, every one.

I have never met a person who can keep in touch with that many people at the same time in social situations.

And Hanke, it seems that only a few people symbolically express that after a long time, they do not pay attention to.

Im still on Hanks side at Grandes house, but I have to ask, “Zachry Grande, is it really a fake Grande? He must Grande cleared out?”

“Must!”

I can’t understand this answer.

On the thirteenth day in Grande. Two days ago, Grande had visitors.

The two arrived one after another. My colleagues, those’halfway citizens’ who were desperately dressed up and freshened up the other day and showed their hard work in front of the camera began to hide. They told me that the first one was Darcy, the current head of the North District Police Department, and the second was Cologne, the former head of the North District Police Department and the current South District Police Department.

I can’t get any purpose of these two visitors to Grande, because they only went to Grande’s office. Zach’s office.

I asked Hank again, “Why, Grande can’t let this Zachary Grande stay?”

“Can’t just can’t.”

Dear diary, should I switch sides.

On the fourteenth day in Grande, yesterday. The two directors who had been to Grande the day before appeared on TV together. They said that the Self-destruction case had been solved. I would like to thank the citizens for supporting the actions of the police, sorrow for the citizens who were hurt in the attack, praise the policemen who have completed their work to defend the city again, and for…

Who cares?

I only care about one thing, the recurring Grande that appears in the long list of thanks, sorrow, praise…

I found Bain. He seemed to belong to the one who spoke best on the other side of the house, because he couldn’t help it. His wife and children live in the living quarters, he is burdened, and he has to accommodate Evan’s gang.

“Grande killed an employee in the Self-destruction case? Sam, right, why have I never heard anyone mention him?” I asked.

I didn’t get an answer, only a look not to talk to me.

Today. I have been looking for opportunities to contact people over there. Russell, Logan, Charlie…any one will do.

No chance. Grands neighbors invited Zacs gang to be their guests, but the people on the other side of the house, except for Baine, who made it clear that they didnt want to talk to me, disappeared.

Dear diary, look at the moon tonight outside the window, big, round and bright. Just above our heads. It began to land westward, and tomorrow, it is coming.

What should I do?

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In a window in the living area of Grande employees, behind the closed window, it continued to dim for a while. The window opened a crack. A person poked his head out and rubbed his body that was hit by the cool breeze, but he didn’t seem to be ready to retract his body, and a little spark lighted up between his fingers.

“Do you have any more.”

Dale was surprised and looked up. He couldn’t see the whole picture, only a leg that was leaking outside.

“What’s there?”

“Smoke.” Zach replied.

Dale hesitated for a while, turned around, and came back in a while, holding a cigarette and a lighter, and tossing it up.

“I am not alone.” Zach asked for more.

“How did you go up?” Maybe this is the opportunity, and Dell is going to go up.

“No, give me a pack.”

Under the moonlight, a pack of cigarettes retrograde gravity. The sound of the lighter being continuously fired.

Dell counted the number of times, “How many people are on it?”

“hehe.” After Zachs laugh, it was Zachs face that leaked, “Do you want to join ? Sorry, exclusive for members.”

“Which member?” Even if I know this is just an exclusive joke, I still have to ask. The opportunity is so rare, the diary knows.

“Eternal Life Member.” I don’t know, as if some old voice, with an incomprehensible smile. Someone echoed the laughter.

“We are not yet…”

“Shh!!”

“Russell?!” Dell confirmed that the middle voice was Russell! ‘we’? What’us’, “Logan? Charlie? Is it you?” This is just a guess.

The above is quiet.

“Dale?” Zach’s face was down, facing Dale, “What were you doing? Didn’t you sleep yet.”

“Nothing.”‘I’m writing a diary ‘This answer is what any adult will not say.

“Do you have a secret Dale?” Zach’s voice is, uh, gentle. Probably it was the moon.

“Everyone has a secret.” You can’t answer wrongly.

“hehe, then this.” Zach stretched out his hand, swaying the cigarette case that was already missing the inclusions and was swaying, “It’s our secret, how about it?”

Dale frowned. Confusion is the majority. Master Grande needs to be a secret smoking on the roof in the middle of the night? Am I missing something?

Zac seems to be reluctant to pay more attention, “hehe, the secret must be kept, right Dale.” He retracted his head, “Lets change places.”

“Madam , Do you want to do some more activities.”

“Extremely happy. I want to go to the woods in the south to see.”

“Hey, let’s go.”

Dale lay on the windowsill and waited for a long time until he could no longer stand the temperature.

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Dear Diary, I just finished another brief exchange with Zach. He is on the roof, he is not alone. However, he has already left, and I did not hear how he left.

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