Now I have repaid any debt I may have owed you. You know all that I know. My voice is the only proof that you will have of the truth of any of this.
I might have written a letter with my signature, but my handwriting is not what it used to be. Maybe you’ve had the presence of mind to record this. That’s your prerogative.
You will not be contacted by me again.
And if you look… you will not find me.
The Opened Way, Kow Otani