The McMatthew LettersA Story by Robertthe only evidence to a murder in the dessert hills of the american south west.The McMatthew Letters Dear Mr. McMatthew, Meet me at the Plateau; make sure you bring a yew. Please write me back, let’s get on track, and go there get back. Throw out the map, rustle and snap. Sincerely Zack To my friend, Yes I agree, you and me, my wife makes three. We Can drink and flee, smoke fire weed. Our inhibitions Thrown to the heart of the wind. Let me pretend From a friend To Whom It May Concern, A body was found, dried up and burned. They took A wrong turn, took us three days to learn, I can… Can never return what the good lord has taken. But Give me a ring if you would like to see the murdered 3…
POLICE REPORT: “The Murders of Kill Creek” 1. Two males found dead on arrival, they had no hope for survival. The site appears The campers were ambushed by local Vandals the media, spread scandals. 2. The one of the campers, supposed wife Of said victims, still remains unfound The killer is not found, currently tracing A round fired from a Glock .9 cal. After three months with nothing, there is Not much to be done. Pack up it and Let’s move on. Give the swamp another Sweep and let’s get gone. Sneaky snob.
"00 1030 200040 30% 302100 010 0 "the plateu is mine, first is three 200 300 02030403& 02 02%0304010 next will be nine. Take, this my 0010%30 3200 20 300 4030&202 00 word, my woods are mine, along 020 340 04020 0201 21242" to the snake rivers spine"
POLICE REPORT: "the code from the message was finally cracked today, it seems the murders were done by the hands of a drifter who has aparently thinks he is king of the Masa Plateu. The now referred to as the "Snake River No-mad" © 2010 RobertAuthor's Note
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