The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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Dear diary.

It has been half a month since I last wrote a diary. Many things happened, but nothing happened--

This is what one has to experience when living in a new place. I spent all my time and energy observing, judging, and testing your relationship with this new environment. New people, new situations, new ... all things. So much so that I do n’t have any chance to leave myself to do my purpose here.

My purpose, my purpose ... now looks so far away. Perhaps, the communication with my dear diary now can make me clear up some clues.

The day after I last wrote a diary, the day after I became a Grand employee, I found an opportunity to get close to this ‘homeowner’, Zachary Grand.

I do n’t know what is going on with his master. It seems that the day before he had a conflict with the alleged police detective (James), he lost his only protection in the Grand ’s ‘home’. The northern police station called Chapman was taken back. My new colleagues, a bunch of stupid people who have been in prison, are excitedly discussing "He is finished. Grande is going to be clean."

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

Communication without gain. "Just call me Zac." This is the self-introduction he supplemented in this exchange and the only message he gave me.

On the third day of Grande. This is a nervous day for me. Steve Walker appeared in Grande, looking for Zach who would wipe out his employees (at least that's what my new colleagues discussed in private).

I have been avoiding. I do n’t know enough about this city. I also do n’t know enough about gray professionals in this city. I do n’t know how many professional ethics they have. I don't want to be seen by this Steve Walker, and then he said "how is your new identity?" I don't need after-sales service.

The fifth day in Grande was a day full of surprises. Evan was tortured by Zach, the Grand Master he had said in private tortured countless times.

No one saw exactly what happened, but when everyone heard Evan ’s scream, he was already locked in a damaged coffin and hung from the ceiling of Grand ’s west warehouse. I have no idea how this Zac completed this ‘work’. But what he said, everyone heard very clearly:

"Apologize to Matthew, otherwise this is your coffin."

Old Hank, who has always kept tacit consent or even encouragement for private discussions with employees, did not help Evan this time.

This made me aware of something-the seemingly well-defined Grand Funeral Home, the two groups divided, the boss, Hank and Zac, have default rules to follow. Before Zacary Grande lost his identity, some things were not allowed on both sides. And I do n’t think that what is not allowed to happen is just that Evan bullied the honest Matthew.

On the sixth day of Grande. I saw hope. Zac's girlfriend Louise is back.

They had a dispute, and it seemed that Louise was disappointed with the rapid deterioration of her boyfriend's situation at home when she left.

Dear diary, if I can, I will try to listen to more contentions, but I ca n’t. When I heard the name of ‘James’ raised frequently, Hank found a job for us. In the North District, there is something that needs to be cleaned up by professionals.

Hank called me, Logan refused to go with him, and Evan replaced him. After cleaning up the human residue on the ground and the wall like paste, I returned to Grande with fatigue and expectation, looking forward to the seventh day.

On the ninth day of Grande, I already had a desperate desire to finally have a chance to vent.

After two consecutive days of marathons where I had no idea whether it was a couple quarrel or something else, Louise finally walked out of Grand.

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

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

I completed a brief exchange with Louise. Just like her boyfriend, "You are Dell Walker? Just call me Louise." But at least it was the beginning.

On the tenth day of Grande. I don't know at all that this funeral home will really hold a funeral.

All the people on the other side of the family joined the job, Zac, Louise, Logan, Russell, Charlie, Bain, and even the Republican cook who rarely showed up, Mexico.

If it was not Alice and Maya who started to help, I do n’t think Hank on our side would help.

Grande was suddenly 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, full of this funeral home.

On the eleventh day of Grande. Grande is still crowded, mostly journalists, and some important Patton figures, such as the mayor. I saw her, my employer, the former employer, Ethela.

After waiting for Ysera to express her sorrow for Mrs. Quinn in front of the microphone and the camera, and to be satisfied with the results of the 'Midway House' project The fools gathered to this Grandry), I found the opportunity to contact her.

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

What I didn't want to happen happened.

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

I have a problem to deal with. The woman who witnessed the whole process of my first single business in Barton. And this Hank chasing me comes with clues.

Hank promised that work is work, and he came to me, not for revenge on that Susan, but someone in Grande wanted to know Susan ’s ‘where to go’. I handed over what Susan had left, and everything was fine, he didn't care what I was doing.

Two short exchanges with Zac and Louise, I verified this. These two are for Hank to find my client, and they really didn't have any malicious intentions to hire me to kill Susan. But they did not give any clues, the clues of the future.

On this day, I know the name of the future. Daisy. She has escaped from Patton.

"You won't receive your final payment, your work is not clean." Esra, she doesn't seem to want to talk to me more, she obviously cares more about Zac and Louise, "You two want to laugh at me Well, I found such an unreliable killer to relieve your hidden dangers. The result was not only found by you, but also joined your Grand. Laugh, I will give you this opportunity. "

confused. What am I going through? Do you want Susan's death to be the two of Grande? They obviously have the ability and resources to act, but they let Ethella do this, so they have me. Then when something happened, that Daisy witnessed the whole process and returned to Louise. Zach then used Grande's resources to find me? Finally, Hank, who was obviously not on Zac ’s side, recruited me?

Are these people sick?

Dear diary, what should I do to continue untreated troubles and receive the final payment for the work. Still leaving behind these confusing people and things and thinking about your future. I entered Grande in order to obtain Daisy's information. Should I stay or leave?

Stay, I have the resources, Hank, and the relationship between Grand and Barton who has puzzled me. Leaving, I have no money, I have not received the final payment from Esera.

On the twelfth day, Gran was even more crowded, and the funeral was held in public at the Church of the Son. But within Grande, it was the real funeral of Mrs. Quinn, and her relatives and friends were here.

Patton West ’s car blocked the dirt road in front of Grande. A group of high school students replaced Grande ’s duty and took over the funeral process. Strange funeral, they said, this is the funeral that Mrs. Quinn wants, the funeral of the Yin'an people. I can't understand.

The things I understand are Zac and Hank.

It seems that within Grande, everyone knows how precarious this Grande's position is, but that Zac is still Grande's owner. He knew that all the guests who attended this internal funeral. I mean, every one.

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

For Hank, it seems that only a few people have ignored the symbolic expression for a long time.

I ’m still on the Hank side of Grande ’s house, but I have to ask, “Is Zacary Grande really a fake Grande? He must be cleared from Grande?”

"have to!"

I can't understand this answer.

On the thirteenth day of the Grande. That is, two days ago, Grande had visitors.

The two arrived one after another. My colleagues, the ‘halfway citizens’ who showed their diligent work in front of the camera and began to hide. They told me that the first one was Darcy, the current chief of the North District Police Station, and the second, Cologne, the former chief of the North District Police Station and the current chief of the Southern District Police Station.

I couldn't get any purpose for these two visitors to come to Grande, because they only went to Grande's office. Zac's office.

I asked Hank again, "Why, Grande can't let this Zachary Grande stay?"

"Can't just can't."

Dear diary, should I change sides?

On the fourteenth day of Grande, yesterday. The two directors who came to Grande the previous day appeared on TV together, and they said that the self-exploitation case was broken. Thanks to the citizens who supported the police, mourned the citizens who were injured in the attack, praised the police who completed the work to defend the city again, and ...

Who cares.

I only care about one thing, the recurring Grande that appears in the list of lengthy thanks, sorrows, praises ...

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 lived in the living quarters, he was burdened, he had to move in with Evans.

"Grande killed an employee in the bombing? Sam, right, why have I never heard everyone mention him?" I asked.

I didn't get an answer, only a look that didn't talk to me.

Nowadays. I have been looking for opportunities to meet people over there. Russell, Logan, Charlie ... any one will do.

no chance. Grande ’s neighbors invited Zach and his gang to be guests. The people on the other side of the family, except Bain who made it clear that he did n’t want to talk to me, disappeared.

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

how should I do?

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In a window in the living area of ​​the Grande staff, the dimness continued for a while behind the closed window. There was a slit in the window. A head came out and rubbed his body hit by the cool wind, but he didn't seem to be going back, and a little spark flashed in his fingers.

"Do you have any."

Dell was surprised not to look up. He couldn't see the whole picture, only a leg leaking outside.

"have what?"

"Smoke." Zack answered.

Dell hesitated for a while, turned around, and came back after a while, throwing a cigarette and a lighter up.

"I'm not alone." Zach asked for more.

"How did you get up?" Perhaps this was the opportunity, Dell was ready to go up.

"No, give me a packet."

Under the moonlight, a pack of smoke is retrograde. The sound of the fire machine being continuously fired.

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

"Oh." After Zac's laughter, Zac's face leaked out, "Do you want to join? Sorry, members only."

"What member?" Even if you know that this is just an xenophobic joke, you still have to ask. Chance, how rare, the diary knows.

"Eternal Life Member." I don't know, it seems like an old voice, with an incomprehensible smile. Someone echoed this laugh.

"We are not ..."

"Hush !!"

"Russell?" Dell confirmed that the middle voice was Russell! 'we'? What ‘us’, “Logan? Charlie? Are you guys?” This is just guessing.

It was quiet above.

"Dell?" Zack's face turned down, facing Dell. "What were you doing? Haven't you slept yet."

"It's nothing." "I'm writing a diary." The answer is that no adult can say it.

"Do you have a secret Dell?" Zach's voice was, uh, so gentle. It's probably the moon.

"Everyone has a secret." The answer is not wrong.

"Oh, that's it." Zach held out his hand, and the sway was already due to the lack of inclusions, and the cigarette box that rang in the sway was "It's our secret, how?"

Dell frowned. Confusion accounts for the majority. Grand Master smoking on the roof in the middle of the night needs to be a secret? Am I missing something?

Zach seems to be reluctant to pay more attention, "Oh, the secret is to be kept, right Dell." Withdrew his head, "Let's change places."

"Madam, would you like to be active again."

"Very happy. I want to see the woods to the south."

"Oh, let's go."

Dell waited on the window sill for a long time until he could no longer withstand the temperature.

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Dear diary, I just finished a brief exchange with Zac again. He is on the roof, he is not alone. However, he has already left, and I have not heard how he left.

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