***Dear Father: ***

From today I count 12 days to be able to leave, you have not been a good father but you are not a bad person. Even after treating me badly, I loved you, I didn't care about all those screams at night that you gave my mother because Lisa told me that everything would pass, that the storm was here and that it would soon pass.

I didn't cry when you left home just like that, nor was I happy when you came back asking for money and a roof, I just knew that I had to love you, whether I wanted to or not, at least that was what I thought because a father has to love, bad or good, right? ?. But everything changed when you went with another woman who wasn't a mom - get rid of that brat, you told me that and you went with that lady who was twice your age just because of the money she had.

All this happened and I never held a grudge against you, why would you ask yourself, why don't you hate me, you will say when you read this letter but I won't tell you why, because I don't even know why I don't hate you, I don't know why I follow you wanting a father but what difference does it make, all people feel differently, right?

I am more than sure that you will throw away or destroy this letter but I do not care what you do with it, I do not care if you burn it or if you keep it, what would matter to me is that you at least receive the letter for my memory and for my mother, because if she finds this letter, it is most likely that she will deliver it to you herself, if she does not, Lisa will surely deliver it to you, in the worst case, they will send it to you by mail even though I think they will deliver it personally since They will think that it is a very delicate matter to send it to you by mail, but who knows what happens when I am not here.

At this moment I will be dead and if I am not I would say let me die since this life would be torture at this moment, I do not know why I wrote it in this letter but I have the feeling that you will read it from beginning to end, without inflating a word. I want to ask you one last thing that I would like you to do, don't leave mother alone, you know how he was when my brother Derek died of cancer; She wouldn't stop crying to the point that she was hurting herself, for that reason, don't abandon her like you did one morning in January.

I thought I had many things to tell you in this letter but I see that I lack words to speak to you. I ask God to forgive all your sins and to welcome you in his infinite mercy even though I know you will not change, now I say goodbye to never return.

                                                                                                                       FROM: your son James

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- I found that letter on her nightstand\, said the mother as she told Lisa - there are more letters\, Lisa said worried but received no answer\, after a while they realized the title of the letter that only said letter 1; Lisa thought at that moment - there are more than 1\, after a series of thoughts they knocked on the door.

It was the police who came to question the family due to the sudden suicide of James Carson. Upon entering, they began questioning the mother, they asked her what she believed about what happened but she could not answer, giving the police suspicions but they ruled her out from the list of suspects when they spoke to the sister who told them - why are you here? If they declared that it was suicide, perhaps they think otherwise, the police had no choice but to leave like that without further ado.

Lisa was sure from the beginning that it was not suicide since her brother was in one of his best moments at school, he was the representative of his salon and he finally had luck with the girl he liked - so why did he write that letter if he doesn't kill himself, he thought as he reread the letter.

When he turned the letter over, he observed the word Cr. which seemed strange to him, but he ignored it and kept the letter, but immediately his mother told him to deliver it to the respective addressee and he had no other option. to do it, but Lisa knew that she had to put all the letters together to discover the truth, because of this she took a photocopy and gave the false one to her father.

- Why should I receive this garbage\, said his father in an unpleasant way - Your late son wanted you to read it father\, Lisa told him very sure of herself\, at that moment I grabbed her and slammed the door shut but it didn't bother me Lisa leaving as she arrived.

while the mother cleaned the attic and found another letter which she did not dare to open since it was addressed to her sister and she thought it was more appropriate for her to open it, she went down to her room crying with the letter in her hand as she remembered her son James. Suddenly a feeling of anger came to her, she believed, like her daughter, that she was not suicidal and in one of those tantrums she threw everything to the ground, leaving everything a mess.

Her daughter had arrived and ran up the stairs to her mother's room when she heard noises, entering and finding everything turned to nothing; Almost instantly her mother threw her the letter-read it, it's for you, said her mother crying for her son. Lisa took the letter without thinking twice and opened it so she could read it.

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Dear sister:

Take care of mom, don't leave her alone in these difficult times, I know you'll do the right thing and try to find out what really happened.

I can only tell you, there are 12 cards and this is the second one, discover and collect all the cards before they find them and it's too late. Do not tell any of this to the police or they will start an investigation and will not let you interfere.

I know this seems very strange but do not stop investigating, do not let them convince you that it was something decisive, do not let them deceive you or you will also fall like the others.

Never share this with anyone, it may be someone who prevents you from discovering everything, do not let them take away the cards you have found or else they will entangle you more.

If someone comes to the door of our house as a friend or acquaintance of mine, do not believe them, since they are one of the people who will try to cover everything up, do not trust anyone and do not forget that if they ask you about some farewell letters, say that you burned them, that will give you more time and most important of all, be careful with your grandmother.

The rest you need to know are in the other cards, especially the last one, once you find all the cards join them and you will know everything, then take everything to the police, the rest is no longer in your hands. Do not be impatient to discover the truth or you will lose, just in case, write down all your progress and photocopy my letters from both sides, you only have to do that, leave it to the police and if they do nothing, you know what to do.

do not trust, from your brother.