Date: Mon, 20 Aug 2012 02:18:02 +0100 (BST)
From: ukwriter12@yahoo.com
Subject: Moonside Manor Part 1  - Chapter 1

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An effort has been made to only hint at the area that it is set in so it
allows you to use your imagination... Chicago is mentioned, but then again
so is Gary Indiana so we know the area it is based in. Other than that we
simply know that it is based in a city and most cities have the basic
things in common.
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MOONSIDE MANOR


Chapter 1 -- Worlds collide.

Let's be realistic, the day a person's world changes most normal people
would be able to remember. Most people would look on it as a major event in
their life. Me? I was unconscious, in a coma on a hospital bed, but things
had definitely changed and there was no going back.

The room could only be described as a large sterile place that lacked any
emotion.  Except when I first came in and I was in and out of
consciousness, during that time I could tell that there were doctors and
nurses running around panicking.

Was I in such a bad way when they bought me in? I can't remember, but I can
remember why I'm here.

The room was cold, perhaps that's because the walls were an insipid shade
of blue that looked like they had been washed down more times than anyone
could remember. Then there was that smell. I had got used to it when I
lived in England as I was always in and out of hospital, but laying here
the clean antiseptic smell starts to get to you.  Hell are they going to be
scrubbing me down with antiseptic wash as well? I would not put it past
them.

It was a spacious place and had plenty of room to move, but you could tell
not too large as there were scuffs on the walls and it was definitely not
an inviting or comfortable place to be. Attached to the wall opposite my
bed was a wall bracket where a rather small sad television was hanging.
Begging to be watched, but missing it by a mile. There was also a headset
to listen to the hospital radio and a phone station that worked through the
headset.

Can a person feel comfortable lying in a hospital be? This mattress was
covered in a plastic type of cover to protect it, but that just added to
making it feel uncomfortable. No matter how many times the nurses plump
your pillows and you sink into them you will always have this feeling that
you are not meant to be there.

Ok, so why am I in a hospital? That's easy. It was because I had taken a
bullet for a complete stranger, yet in reality our lives were always
destined to cross.

Maybe it was my fault, but since Davy my partner had died I'd become a man
of routine.  Every day on my way home from a hard day at the office I
stopped at the Mall, well specifically my favourite Starbucks to unwind
with a cup of cappuccino; indulging in my favourite hobby of watching the
world go by.

I love watching people; a college student here, or Mike Harvard the owner
of the gym strolling around in just his shorts and muscle shirt on a hot
summer's day. Then there was window shopping that I was able to do on my
way through the Mall. I don't know if it is my background and how I grew
up, but I tended to do more window shopping than actual shopping. Yes, at
the moment I loved life.

There was only one drawback. I was incredibly lonely since Davy left me.
For the first time in my life I had everything a man could desire and
things were really working out for me, but I was lonely. The only thing
that I did not have was love.  Since Davy died I had no desire to have any
of my good fortune, but I knew in the future that there would be someone
special again. So I continued to try to live a normal life.

Here I was, as routine demanded, just watching the world go by and doing
nothing about it. It was wonderful. Every day for just a few moments I was
here, outside the same store. So was it coincidence that on that day I saw
something that caught my eye?

I thought it was the cute college student walking towards me dressed in
what appeared to be designer clothes. Then in the background something else
caught my eye as well, but failed to register to begin with. Maybe I was a
little distracted.

Did I say he was cute? He was absolutely stunning! See, I told you I was
distracted.  He was a little young for me, maybe about twenty but I could
still enjoy perfection and my gaydar was definitely going off the scale. My
mind was working on ways of getting to know him. He was definitely my type
with typical Italian looks and dark, almost shiny black hair and strikingly
blue eyes.

Anyway being an English man around town, as I was watching this student I
sensed something was most definitely wrong and I did not know why I felt
that way. It was only when it was almost too late that I saw something that
was very much out of place.

Across the way on the opposite side of the Mall was a man leaning against
the wall, watching the student's every move. He was completely dressed in
black, including a black hoody that almost covered his entire face.

Why out of place I hear you say? Well remember this is America and a very
hot summer's day. What worried me were those eyes... they definitely looked
familiar; almost sad, in an odd sort of way. What was more worrying was
that they were definitely watching this student's every move. Or so it
seemed.

In books the author would tell you that time seemed to slow down as
everything happened. In reality it all happened in a split second. This
person continued to act strangely, almost fidgety and definitely odd. Then
suddenly he pulled something out of his coat pocket. It was a gun! I had to
act quickly as the student would not hear me shout because he had an IPod
stuck in his ears and at that moment his whole world was music. Damn those
bloody things!

I had no choice, moving quickly I threw myself at him in an effort to knock
him out of the way of any bullet and at that exact instant I heard this
unearthly cracking noise. Damn, he'd pulled the fucking trigger. I don't
know why, but I never thought that I'd get hurt. I just acted on the spur
of the moment. I also never thought that the bullet may have been meant for
me as it was not only the kid that was in the man's direct line of fire.

I remember as we went down and hit the floor, I raised my head slightly and
in that split second before everything started swirling around me and I
started losing reality, I saw the shooter pull his hood down and stare.

"Help me! Oh my God, will someone help me?" He pulled his phone out and
started dialling. I gasped and my head lolled backwards, "Don't you dare!
Come on stay with me ..." he dropped the phone. That was the last I
remember as everything went black.  My last thought was the face of the
shooter as he pulled his hoody down. I knew that I knew him, but at that
very moment I could not remember where from.

Lying here, I think that over the last few years I've had more than a happy
life and that was since moving to America when my company went global and
its headquarters opened up in the city and of course my Davy made that
happen. I had never been to America, but for some reason I just felt drawn
over here. Anyway I've lived my life, but that kid had not. So I had no
regrets, but who the hell was he, I really needed to know.

I'm President of `Exley International'. A small computer software business
that I started in a one bedroom flat in Cullercoats England, soon after I
was last made redundant and my wife divorced me. Cullercoats is an area
famous for exporting salt and coal; and here I was a redundant Yorkshire
man sat in a small coastal town called Whitley Bay minding my own business,
when an idea for `Computer Security Software' went through my head.

It wasn't long before I'd invested all of my redundancy money and was
making a nice living from that idea. The original idea developed into a
whole series that companies all over the world were crying out to get their
hands on. To say my company took off overnight would be an understatement,
but because of my past I refused to let the company go public and was still
the sole owner of it.

Ideas just kept on coming as I had worked in computer controls and security
before being made redundant and was just applying my knowledge to the
different areas of business, and everything went gold. It was something
finally that I'd found that I could believe in and because I believed in it
others did.

When the concept was born I was actually thinking of a good friend that had
been made redundant at the same time as me and had moved back to London to
find work, so what else was I to call it? `Exley Computing' was born and
that would eventually evolve into `Exley International'. I also changed my
name and became Jared Exley at the same time. This idea created my future
and ensured that I would not be made redundant for a sixth time.

I'm now Jared Ian Exley. I would rather not tell you what my original name
was as I hold no happy memories about that time, but you're bound to find
out. When it became obvious that my computer software company was becoming
successful all of the skeletons from the `Pratt family tree' (Ok ... I know
I've heard them all!) came out to haunt me.

At first I was daft enough to believe family members when they came asking
for help, asking for money but it got worse and worse. One even tried to
take me to court stating I had stolen the family ideas for myself. Luckily
the judge saw right through their façade and when I won the court case I
moved away and have never looked back.

You know not once did anyone any one in my family say "Well done Ian!" They
all had a reason why it should have been theirs and never ever have been
mine. My answer was simple. Legally cut myself from the family, and move
away from England; changing my name at the same time. Now, never mind the
company, I'm worth in excess of a $100,000,000 and growing every day. The
company... well that's worth a hell of a lot more and I still own 100% of
it.

I made sure my kids were set for life, they knew where I was, but as they
hated me for leaving their mum. The fact that they have a GAY dad means
that they have not talked to me in over ten years. Not since the day that
they got their money. They knew at that time if they squandered it then
there would be nothing more. I am now by myself and loving every minute of
my new life in the States. The last laugh has been mine; no one in my old
money grabbing family can legally get their hands on me or the
company. They cut me off, so now I've cut them off!

I'm now a 40 year old executive who's recently lost his partner, living in
America a long way away from Cullercoats where it all started. My "small"
computer company has grown into a multinational company working in many
areas, not just computing.  It, like the phoenix has risen from the ashes;
it has risen from the ashes of redundancy and become a living entity.
Sometimes, I think it's too large and I worry about losing control.

So here I am, four days later and bored out of my skull looking at a
scrubbed and sterilised hospital room waiting for my body to heal and at
the moment I was in excruciating pain. I hate taking pain killers you see,
so would rather tolerate the pain as long as I can as the medication knocks
me for six and I had to keep my wits about me. Of the two bullets, one had
grazed the side of my head and the other had gone through my right
shoulder.

Other than being sore for some time there was nothing serious. Hell my
family come from working down the Yorkshire coal pits in the past, and my
great, great grandfather had died down there so they had to experience a
lot worse and I was always grateful for my heritage. One of my grand
fathers actually broke his back down the mine. Suddenly there was a knock
on the door of my room, "Come in."

"I'm not interrupting anything am I Mr. Exley?"

"Not at all..! Other than a lot of pain and please call me Jared. I have to
admit that I am confused though as I thought you'd already taken your
statement when I was bought in the other night?"

"We did. This is more a social call. It's just that we've had to have a
security guard on your door because of who you are and the nature of the
shooting, but twice now the family of the young man whose life you saved
have tried to visit. I think it might be good for him to be able to see
you."

"Strange, I've not had any visitors at all. Why has no one told me that
they have wanted to see me?"

"Not sure really, but I think your doctor's exact words were `let someone
into that room I'll have your balls for breakfast ... I want him to have
complete rest!'" I very nearly wet the bed laughing as that sounded just
like my doctor, the one that visited this morning.

"So why are you so brave then?"

"Oh that's easy. He's my partner and he knows I won't put out unless he
lets me do my job." God his smile was gorgeous!

"Damn! They're always taken...! Why is it that every time I see a cutie
just begging to have my body on top of him they're always taken! You know
that you're not good for my health don't you?"

"Sorry about that. Listen, the family is Mr Barrington and his son. There's
no Mrs Barrington apparently she died when Myles was very young and since
then he has been everything to Peter. I've never seen a man so dedicated to
his kid. If the bullet had killed Myles then his whole world would have
ended. They're practically at the point of going to court to get an
injunction to see you. All they want is time with you, just to get to know
the person who risked his life for Myles. Are you willing to see them?"

"Of course...! Can you also arrange to have my people given the ability to
have access? I run Exley International and need to meet my people daily.
Well, at least my assistant should be allowed in."

"We'll see, but I'm afraid so far no one has tried to see you other than
the Barringtons."

"Ummmm ... That's strange! What is it now three days?"

"More like four."

"They must know surely. Have you got a mobile phone?"

"Of course..."

"Good. I don't want to call, but I do want to know what's going on. I am
really sorry to have to ask, but can you call 773 654 XXXX and ask to speak
to the chief executive.  If they ask who you are, tell them that you are
calling from Wildcorp about the merger that is supposed to take place this
week. Wildcorp is another of my companies, but no one knows that I own
it. All I need to know is who comes to the phone and what they say. God,
I'm sorry but I don't even know your name."

"It's Jake ..." He said as he dialled the number, "Hold on it's going
through."  After a few minutes of banter about future business, damn Jake
was good, he hung the phone up but he did not look happy. "Apparently..."
He paused and looked at me, "Mr Exley died recently and everything has been
taken over to a Randy Hollister as Exley had no family or will at all."

"WHAT!" I suddenly started getting very agitated and alarms on machines
started going off as a full blown panic attack gripped me in its insidious
claws.

"Darren ... Help! Get the hell in here!!!"

"This is just what I did not want to happen. He is having a full blown
panic attack for god sake."

"Sir, please this is what you do not need! NOW, as a police officer I have
to ask if the shooter was really after Barrington. As it would seem your
people do not realise that they've failed."

"Mr Exley I'm Doctor Darren Cartwright, calm down or I will have to give
you a sedative to avoid the risk of the wounds reopening." Having struggled
with panic attacks in the past I worked on my relaxation techniques that I
had been taught managing to calm myself whilst at the same time thinking
out a clear plan of action.  Once I had it in my head I was ready for
anything even with the agony I was in.  Little did I know the agony that
awaited me.

"Ok we need to get to Exley International and quick ... We need to act now
as there's a board meeting this afternoon and I'm set to lose every penny I
have."

"Look, if you do anything at the moment you could very easily lose your
life."

"Then you'll have to come with me to make sure that I don't Darren... Sorry
doctor."

"Darren's fine. Ok let's hear what you're thinking and then we'll see what
we can do.  I am officially off duty now and was just waiting for that big
oaf over there."

"I take it he is talking about you Jake?"

"Ohhh yes Jared the doctor's my man!" His smile lit up the room.

"Jake, I need you to get police back up please."

"Not a problem, they are already on their way."

"Darren I need to be at that board meeting, even if I only manage to get
out of here for an hour. I need to be there."

"I don't like it, but as long as I am with you then we'll see what we can
do."

"I'll accept that. Now do either of you know a good organiser, or
administrator who's looking for work? If so we need them, if you can get
two that would be better. The big question, is can they all get here within
the hour? Jake the police need to be dressed like business men as they will
be part of the Wildcorp board. I'll pay for everything they need, but we
need everything in place within the hour. Can you do that? I mean, is it
possible?"

I sat there and just cried out "No! This is just asking too much I'm sorry
we are too late!"

Darren took my hand and said, "Let Jake see what he can do."

Jake grabbed his phone and as he was stepping out I added, "Ok... Jake, the
organiser I need to be my number one going forward as we are about to step
on a lot of people's dreams. Can you help me? I am about to lose
everything." I had tears running down my face.

"Darren, look after him babes. Jared, leave everything to me. I will not
let you down, for starters the organiser? Hell yes, the best. My mother
used to work for good old IBM for fifteen years, but the office closed and
since then she has been a stay at home mom... She's the best. I'll call her
and she'll find someone that she used to work with and they will still be
here with the hour. I promise. Beware though when she gets here, she will
take over once she knows what you need done.  I'll talk to the Chief of
police again to see what backup we can get. In the meant ime talk to
Barrington. He may be able to help, he's quite a successful attorney and
you look as if you may need one. Darren, stay with him."

"OK, I agree. Thanks Jake for everything." I suddenly gasped for air as
pain shot through my body." Jake stopped in his tracks to make sure I was
ok while Darren checked the wound and insisted that he gave me some pain
killers. Not so much that they would knock me out though.

When I got my breath back after breathing into the oxygen mask I said to
Jake, "You know if you want to leave the police I could use private
security to look after me."  Jake looked at Darren and some unspoken
conversation went on between them. "Randy was also my attorney, can you
show the Barrington in. It looks like I just might need a new one." Jake
was now talking on his phone as he was leaving the room, "Oh, and
Jake... Thanks."

I was so angry that the pain I was in just seemed to fade into the
background, but so did Darren and he was talking to me at the time. "Jared!
Jared!" Suddenly I looked at Darren. "Jared, the Barrington's are at the
door, can they come in?"

"Sorry when I get angry I seem to fade out into deep thought. Yes show them
in." In walked Myles and his identical twin, only he about 20 years older
and to me he was ever so slightly better looking.  Myles just rushed over
to me and hugged me so tight that I felt ... safe in his arms. For the
first time in my life everything felt, right and I just hugged him and
tears came from nowhere. Darren stepped back and let the scene evolve.

I looked at Myles' face and he was quietly sobbing as well. I looked at his
father and so was he. All I could do was look at his dad and smile. I
mouthed, "Hello".

"We came to thank you and to make sure that you have everything that you
needed, but it seems that you need us to help you out a little. Myles step
back please so that I can thank Jared as well." He used my first name. As
Myles moved back his dad stepped forward, kissed me on the lips and mouthed
"Thank you for giving me my son" and his tears fell on my face and mingled
with my own. Pulling away he said, "So I hear you need an attorney? I would
ask for a retainer, but your security detail..."

"Who?"

"Jake your security guard has already paid it and said he would put it on
his expenses. Don't worry it was only a dollar. Anyway, Jake and Myles will
go into the Exley International building as these people from Wildcorp,
just to see what they have to say."

"Absolutely not...! It's far too dangerous"

"Too late, Jake's already made an appointment for the two of us to meet
this guy."  Myles replied. "We are going to be wired so you can all hear
what they have to say."

"What if someone recognises you from the shooting? They were bound to have
been there?"

"Myles he's right, we'd not thought about that. Call Ed. He can do it for
you and he can easily be here in 15 minutes." Myles stepped out, "Ed's his
best friend, literally twins as they were growing up. If anyone can do it,
he will."

"He seems like a credit to you Peter."

"Jared he's that and more, even though many a father would hate that he and
Ed are lovers."

"Oh. So if someone was gay it wouldn't bother you?"

"Not at all, I'd be a hypocrite if it did. You see I'm gay myself, have
been since before Myles was born. His mother and I married when we were
very young. Just out of high school, Myles was born before I had completed
college and his mother died in childbirth. I might be gay, but she was my
best friend and I loved her dearly."

"What does he think about your partner? Do they get on?"

"I don't have one at the moment, but I think that I have met the man of my
dreams" he never said any more and so I thought it was me he was talking
about.

"Ed's on his way dad. Jared, dads after a good man, think you are up to the
job? I'd love to have you as my other dad."

"Myles!"

"Peter shushhhhhhh... Myles I think it is a bit early, but I would love to
find out if it's possible as I always wanted a son. It's now all up to your
dad." The banter carried on for a few minutes, but at least Peter and I got
on really well, even if he did seem distant.

Soon we were working on the plan for the board meeting and Jake and Ed had
left to meet with Randy Hollister. God only knows where Ed managed to get
"Wildcorp" identity tags from; within the hour they were back.

"Jared it is not looking good."

"Hold on for a moment, I hear that I have a private Security detail."

"Well you did offer the job and Darren has always wanted me to leave the
police. We do need to talk though as we need to get a security team on
board. I have a few mates from the marines that would love the opportunity
and would be willing to step in. I'll see them later today to talk about it
and hire anyone who likes the idea of working for you."

"Ok, we will talk and my personnel assistant will put everything in place
with my attorney when they you are all officially hired. Now Ed tell me
what you and Jake discovered."

He simply smiled, pulled out a recorder and told me that he had told them
that he had to report about the merger bid to the "Wildcorp" board and
since he was pretty new at all of this they would like to record the
conversation." As we were listening to the recording a lady looking
remarkably like Jake stepped into the room.

Once the tape ended Jake said, "Jared I would like to introduce you to Mary
Gibson, my mother your new personal assistant. Mother this is Jared Exley,
of Exley International. His partner, if Myles Barrington gets his way,"
Jake winked at me, "is Peter Barrington who I think you already know"
thinking on it now again Peter looked uncomfortable.

"Hey what about us?"

"Oh yes, my bad ... I forgot about those two rogues in the corner. They are
Myles and Ed. Mom, did you find anyone else like I asked you to?"

"Do bears shit in the woods? Of course I did. Your aunt Jennie, and you
know her if anyone dares to step in her way when she knows she has a job to
do just let them try and they will soon discover the consequences. Jared,
she is on her way, should be here soon."

"Mum has Jake told you what's going on?" she just nodded, "OK, can you
organise everyone as they arrive so that we have this thing coordinated and
we all know what's happening?"

"Of course, and I like how you call me mom. If you want something else it's
Mary."

Peter stepped up to her as she was about to leave the room, "Mary. My
secretary Tracy is about to arrive and is bringing her laptop and a couple
of others with some supplies that may be of use. Just let me know if you
need anything else, but Tracy is completely at your disposal for the day."

"Thank you, Peter." Darren had previously stepped out to answer his bleeper
and was coming back when he bumped into Mary.

"From famine to feast ... Jared I think this is going overboard setting up
an office in the hospital!"

"Just behave yourself young man or there will be no more home cooking for
you!"

"Jake you never told me the mother in law from hell would be here!"

"And he never told me that Doctor Frankenstein would be either."

"Everyone this is my other son Jake's partner, for anyone that didn't
already know."  Introductions were not really necessary.

"Ok, Jared I am stepping out to get things organised if you need me send
Jakey to find me."

It was not long before there was a knock at the door "Hi everyone. I'm
Chief Paul Gibson and I understand that I am losing my best officer to you
Mr Exley."

"Sorry Paul. Good to see you again though. How is Christine?"

"Doing well and you would not believe how James is growing. Jared I have
five more like him" he said as he pointed to Jake, "waiting outside. All
dressed in the best suits we could find and do not even try to say that you
will pay for them as Mary would never let me live it down."

"Oh, no you do not!"

"How does she do that? I was not talking loudly."

"It comes from having two boys. Tell him who your brother is Paul."

"Sorry Jared you never did learn my family name. Paul is my older brother
by five years, but obviously I'm the better looking one."

After a short while talking, Mary came back in with two other ladies. Each
of them had their arms full of presentation folders with the brief of what
was about to happen.  Mary described how things were about to go down. Damn
I could see where Jake and Paul got their wits from. Then she introduced us
to the President of Wildcorp. Well it was Jakes dad Steven Gibson, partner
in "Gibson, Barrington and Smyth".

I looked at Peter. "Is there something else that I should know about?" We
were fast becoming friend, but I wondered if we could ever be more.

"Sorry, Steven's my cousin and when Jakey heard that there was a shooting
and Myles wasthe target he automatically called all the family. Believe me
babes, they are all on your side" and he kissed me on the cheek. Hold on,
he just called me babes. I could get used to this. Was I hoping for too
much, but he did say that there was no one else.  "You've met them all now,
but let's see if I can summarise it for you..."

There was a pause and he went on. "Steven and I are partners in Gibson,
Barrington and Smyth, the Law firm that now represents you. There is no
Smyth, he was our grandfather who started the firm and we inherited it as
we were his only grand children, our mothers were his only children. Steven
is married to Mary, but was married when he was younger to her sister Diane
who now lives with her partner Kathy and Steven's daughter Stacy. Mary and
Diane are sisters and Steven always loved Mary, but they agreed he would
marry Diane so that she and Kathy could have kids. Jake and Paul areSteven
and Mary's own children. You already know Paul's family."

He paused, "As for my side of the family ..." I looked at him and I could
see this was very hard for him, "I married my best friend Emma Caldwell, my
sweetheart from school.  Her family were always friends of Grandpa and
Grandma and since my mother died when I was young it was Grandpa and
Grandma who were the ones that raised me. So Emma and I were always around
each other and even though I knew that I was gay I also knew that I loved
her. We were only seventeen when Myles was born and even though we must
have caused a scandal Grandpa totally doted on Myles.

"I was no good to anyone as I was devastated at Emma's death. We lost her
mother and father at the same time as they were all in the same car driving
home from the hospital when there was an accident. If it had been one week
later it would have been Myles in the car as well. There I was still not
even in college and a widow, father and still in school. I just wanted
everything to end. It was Mary and Grandma that made me realise that Myles
needed me and that it was time to move on for his sake."

I felt conscious as I was in tears, but looking around so was everyone
else. Mary patted my arm, "Jared sorry to be a pain, but we really need to
move. Exley International headquarters is twenty minutes from here, so
let's get a move on as the board meeting starts in half an hour. Oh and
Jared you're the President of Wildcorp's crippled son who cannot be left
alone and always hides his face as he was badly burnt when young." She
smiled at Peter "You young man can save the rest of the family history for
when you are cuddling up to him at night in bed." He just blushed and Peter
looked awkward; I smiled as he was so cute.

Myles and Paul stepped forward and helped me into black 501's and a black
hoody that covered my face and then lifted me into a wheelchair, Darren
making me curl inward so that I would not be recognisable.

"Right now no one goes in alone, we all go in as one as this is a merger
and it is not unusual for a whole team to be present." Good old Mary had
really laid the law down with Exley International when she called as the
President's personal assistant. She had told them that if the merger was to
go through then the Wildcorp board would need to attend their board meeting
today. Damn she was good.

If felt odd being wheeled out of the hospital by my father, with my doctor
in attendance. Steven was damn good as he kept looking down to make sure
me, his son, was doing fine. Like a loving father concerned about his sick
son would do. Mary stated that once we were in the board room the backup
would arrive and would secure the building immediately as the police
already had every one in place.

Soon the Limo's with the Wildcorp logo on the side, something I found out
Ed had organised, were pulling up in front of my building ... It was all
about to kick off and yet I felt completely safe and in control. The only
ones that did not go straight in with us were Myles and Ed as we still felt
Myles could be recognised. As soon as we were in the board room though they
were escorted in the building and the building sealed off completely.
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That's all for now folks, chapter two will follow soon and we'll find out
more about Jared and his background.

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