As I cam ehome later that day i recognized a strange letter one could say, adressed directly to me from a fellow mister Sterling. Surely i remembered that name but i couldnt even imagine what could the paper hide. Such tremendous pain over the loss of one of his many houses as a real estate salesman. I also offerd him money for a house he, himself accepted to maybe get destroyed due to extermination. At least he signed the contract and now hes gonna blame us, hunting us why we "destoyed" his propperty.

If i wasnt that hungry i wouldve laughed but now its time for dinner and recovery, Sterling is a tomorrow problem.

The following days ill spend on some research about him and what possible sweet spots there are to eventually increase the preassure on him. Or at least investigating about him in order to be at least a step ahead or maybe even kill him before he reaches me