I sense a dark cloud descending – the murder of my friend, Atticus, rumours of an AU evacuation, two new factions growing (APR and UFLL). Add to all this more evidence that this Jackal is playing some sort of role in all the chaos in this country.
I feel like I have so much information and yet I have nothing. Just threads. But I know I’ve been less forthcoming than I should be. There are stories I’ve heard hinted at, stories I’ve been reluctant to follow for fear of repercussions.
So here is my promise. For Atticus. He will not die in vain. I promise to follow my stories where they lead. I am in a position to make a difference and it’s my sin if I choose to ignore this fact.
Two weeks ago, Atticus told me of a pharmacy distributing junk malaria pills. There were rumours of militia involvement. Tomorrow, I am going to the factory to investigate.