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Cosmo Faulkner
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They're shutting me down. I went to talk to the captain about my findings today. He used a lot of big words and I took to using my fists. Suspension be damned! That incident at the Rosewood Orphanage cannot go down unavenged. Heading out the door, I grabbed all my files on this case. I'm doing this totally off the grid now.

Birdy finally got in touch. Says he got his buddy 'Lenny' to cover some money for him to get out of town. I know this doesn't make a lot of sense to you all and I need to take a break from this online thing to ensure my own safety - rely on my basic training for a while. I'll leave you with a still from one of the surveillance cameras at the Rosewood Orphanage. You've been a big help so far. Your work on helping me with this case will not be forgotten.

I'll get in touch when I can.

CF
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Rosewood. Damn.
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It appears my network of informants located Birdy. Send a thief to catch a thief and all that. Good. I hope to get some answers from him soon. Why is he hiding?
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Progress! I think we're close to locating Birdy. I'm going to have a serious talk with that little rat once we find him.

Had a small chat with a potential witness today. I have seriously lost count of how many dope heads walk through my door every week but I’m expecting a call from Guinness’ any day now. I am beginning to think the desk sergeant just sends them down here on a laugh.

This sushi delivery guy comes in, doesn’t want to sit down or anything. Starts mouthing off the minute he more or less kicks down the door, flapping his cheese-encrusted gums about an elevator ride, going to the wrong floor, man in a suit, lots of shooting, shitting his pants. I don’t know. I had central send over a patrol car but nothing came of it – either the sushi guy is a maki roll short of a full menu or the ghost is very good at cleaning up after himself. Not sure what to believe anymore. It’s extremely frustrating to know that most of my leads come in this way.
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Back from Ma’s place. She’s not going to make it another year. I should be sad but all I feel is anger and desperation. I’m chasing shadows here – an international hitman, a disappeared informant, a cure for cancer. It’s ridiculous and yet I slave on through the darkness, the rain, the disposable bodies in the wake of all the destruction talking to me every night in my few precious hours of sleep.

While I was away, the network has done some work on the items I found in Birdy’s bus. As I drove into town, I went to a bunch of the hangouts I knew Birdy could have been to. The girls at Pink Monkey haven’t seen him for weeks, which I find unbelievable. I know he had a regular there. Orso’s – nothing. BackRoom – nothing. Apparently, he’s been by Dinotti a few times last month – once with some girl but the waiter didn’t know her. Hell, I even drove by Navy Pier, the Fireplace Inn and Architectural Revolution where I first met him a few years ago – nothing.

I’ve got to crack this! I know there’s something here. Just have to look hard enough.
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Ma's sick again. Doc called. It's bad. I need to head back to visit her tonight.
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Found some tickets and a torn out page from some city guide at Birdy's place. Significant?
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From Birdy's Bus
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