Dear John,
I know you're probably having fun up there with those friends of yours.
You're probably laughing at me right now, I'm alone, Kerry's disowned me, I have no job and all I'm left with is memories.
If only I'd gone with you that night, maybe you'd still be here.
I guess you probably know that hardly any of us survived the fall out from the C.I.B investigation; Kerry was forced to transfer as was Geoff and Chris. Brownlow resigned and Meadows survived by the skin of his teeth.
Mickey and Duncan were the only ones that survived the aftermath of your death, I'm guessing you know that I caught Beech but he struck a deal with my Super and still managed to escape.
After months of creeping and chasing I got the bastard, gave him a life sentence although for me that's not good enough.
I struggle with my days now I have nothing to do, I often spend a day crying over the state of my life, I cry for you, I cry for Kerry, for the old CID and for myself. I'm angry with my bosses, because I went AWOL to catch bastard Beech and for getting involved with you, they sacked me despite telling me I was their best officer- where's the logic in that?
They didn't understand- I had to catch Beech for myself and for you, but justice still hasn't been done but it will I swear it to you.
Everything is my fault, if I hadn't of come to Sun Hill, you'd still be alive and the old team would still be together.
I would give anything to know that you're all right and maybe even happy up there.
I'm so sorry John
Love Claire x