Greetings from beyond the grave!

By now you know that all I’ve really left you is a whole heap of trouble. If I were still around to have an opinion on the matter, I would understand if you decided to walk away from it all. Hell, if I’m dead right now, that’s a good indication I should have done the same. But you know me too well, and I know you too well. If you were the kind of person who always did the sensible thing we wouldn’t be such good friends.

You have been there when I needed you in the past and I hope you will be again, even if it’s too late to save me. I’ve been pulling threads all over the world and while most of them are still unravelling I think I’m onto something big. Carlton and Jonah can fill in more of the details for you – I’ve left some of my papers and notes with them, which should help you work out which hornets’ nests you need to poke next.

I trust you to bring my killers to justice. Of course, I’m assuming I was murdered – it will be just plain embarrassing if I was run over by a trolley car! Follow my investigation to its bloody end, and seek out the truth. I’m not asking you to finish my book – none of you can write worth a damn.

Your friend, always,

Jackson