Indifference had gotten the telegram that his father  had disappeared.  In the life of crime - that almost always meant he wasn’t coming back.  He went to Detroit  with a couple of empty boxes to gather up his things.  He found the address from the note on the telegram and entered into Pest’s office in the old Sea Scum HQ.  There was nothing there.  A passerby on the street said that he heard Pest was last seen in Las Vegas. He sighed and turned around and flew there.  He was led to a hastily built HQ hidden which was built in the corner of the city.  He entered a small room, and sitting on the desk was a letter dated August 17th at 02:20:

To whom it may concern:

 

I would like to start by wishing my sincere condolences to the fallen on both sides of the conflict.  While there is ultimately one huge divide in a conflict - I think there was greater cohesion to the 2 sides on either side of the divide.  

 

My grandfather was killed by his supposed friends and his citymates.  My father was killed by his supposed friends and citymates.  These were people he trusted and thought were his allies.  This pattern was clear to me.

 

I wasn’t cut out to be like them.  I was mad and seeking justice. I played the crime game the way I was taught to.  

 

Did I stab some people in the back? Yep.

 

Did I withhold the truth (or even flat out lie)? Absolutely.

 

These are not traits anyone should be proud of.  It was learned with anger, unfortunately.  The intent of the recent action was to serve these people who wronged my ancestors with A DOSE OF THEIR OWN MEDICINE. We did everything we could - but I feel like we still fell short.  I am glad I am about to die - because I don’t want to be a part of what is left.  

 

I am thankful for those who embraced me and allowed me to fully grow. There was a common goal in mind.  There was a purpose.  The honesty and inclusion from them was refreshing and reinvigorated me.  

 

To those who took up arms with me - thank you and much love.  Your loyalty and your commitment to doing everything you could for me is something that is so very honourable.

 

If someone is able to find my son, please tell him this:

 

Watch out.  They are coming.

Indifference packed up what little was left and carried it on the boat to take it back to the old country.