Dear… Diane...
So here we are… Stuck in the same pit hole that we were before. I've just thought to tell you; there are a lot of things you don't know about me. If it weren't for me having a wife and a little baby girl at home, I'd refuse to take your head for the French and die. But there types of desires in life: Your heart's desires, and your mind's desires. Your hearts desires are what you want. Your mind's desires are what you need. And what I need is my family. But I want you to live. But my father taught me to go by what mind tells me to do.
I see right now as you walk… You are walking in a back alley trying to blend in with the rest of the crowd trying to blend in so I can't get a good shot. But you're being a fool. The French GOVERNMENT hired me to do this. I can kill as many civilians as I need to to get to you.
They'll just throw your bodies in a hole with yours. I'll let you live a little while. I've already made a deal with the French to let you. I'm now sitting in the crimson building across the street just waiting...
I'm sorry.
My Final Regards,
The stray