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Dear Mr. Horgan:
I am writing to you because I have been a fan of yours for many years. I am sure that you didn't know anything about the things that are making me write this letter. In fact, I think you would want to do something about them. Probably there is nothing you can do, since all this happened a long time ago. But I thought you would like to know. It happened while you were P.A. and it's kind of about somebody who worked for you, a deputy prosecuting attorney who I think was taking bribes. Nine years ago this summer a person I will call Noel got arrested. Noel was not this person's real name, but if I told you his real name you would go to him first to talk about a lot of the things I am saying in this letter and he would think about it and know I turned him in. Then he would hurt me to get even. Believe me, I know him real well and I know what I am talking about. He would make me very sorry. Anyway, Noel got arrested. I happen to think that what it was for isn't real important, but I will tell you that it was something which he was very embarrassed about, because that is the kind of person he is. Noel thought that if the people he worked with and hung out with found out, they wouldn't have anything to do with him. Great friends. But that's Noel. The lawyer he got told him he should just admit it in court because nothing was going to happen and nobody would ever know about it. But Noel is a very paranoyd-type person and he ran all over the place fussing about what would happen if anybody ever found out. Pretty soon he started saying how he was going to pay somebody off. I thought he was joking around at first. Noel would stoop to anything, but it just didn't sound right for him. If you knew him you would understand why. But he kept telling me he was going to do this. And it would cost $1500. I know all this because, to make a long story short, I'm the one who gave him the money. Since Noel is like he is, I thought I better be sure it was going where he said. We went all the way out to the North Branch at Runyon and 111th. Out there, we didn't wait even a minute, when a secretary who seemed to know Noel walked up and took us downstairs to the P.A.'s office. Your name, RAYMOND HORGAN, was written right on the door, I remember. Noel told me to wait outside. I was too scared by then to fight about it, which was pretty dumb since I came all the way out there to see him give somebody the money. But anyway, he wasn't inside two minutes and he's back out. He had put all of this money in a sock (I'm not kidding!) and when he came out he showed me the sock and it was empty. I just about ran out of there, but Noel was very cool. I asked him later what happened. Noel never liked to talk about this thing. He said he was protecting me, which is a laugh. I'm sure he just figured that if I didn't forget about it, sooner or later I'd want the money back. Anyway, he did say that the girl took him into an office and told him to wait at a desk there. Then a man talked behind him. He told Noel just to put what he brought in the center drawer of the desk and to leave. Noel said he never looked back or anything. Ten days later, Noel had to go to court. He was just about crazy again. He kept saying he knew he was going to get screwed over and everything, but when we got there, the lawyer from the prosecuting attorney told the judge that the case was dismissed. I have tried and tried to remember this lawyer's name, but I can't. Once or twice I asked Noel the name of the guy he bribed, but like I said, he really never liked to talk about this and just told me to mind my own business. So I am writing this letter to you. I haven't seen Noel in about two years. Frankly, this is not the worst thing he ever did, by a long shot, if you believe him, but it's really the only thing I ever saw him do myself. I'm not really out to get Noel, but I thought that this P.A. was really wrong for taking this money and taking
Dear Mr. Horgan:
I am writing to you because I have been a fan of yours for many years. I am sure that you didn't know anything about the things that are making me write this letter. In fact, I think you would want to do something about them. Probably there is nothing you can do, since all this happened a long time ago. But I thought you would like to know. It happened while you were P.A. and it's kind of about somebody who worked for you, a deputy prosecuting attorney who I think was taking bribes. Nine years ago this summer a person I will call Noel got arrested. Noel was not this person's real name, but if I told you his real name you would go to him first to talk about a lot of the things I am saying in this letter and he would think about it and know I turned him in. Then he would hurt me to get even. Believe me, I know him real well and I know what I am talking about. He would make me very sorry. Anyway, Noel got arrested. I happen to think that what it was for isn't real important, but I will tell you that it was something which he was very embarrassed about, because that is the kind of person he is. Noel thought that if the people he worked with and hung out with found out, they wouldn't have anything to do with him. Great friends. But that's Noel. The lawyer he got told him he should just admit it in court because nothing was going to happen and nobody would ever know about it. But Noel is a very paranoyd-type person and he ran all over the place fussing about what would happen if anybody ever found out. Pretty soon he started saying how he was going to pay somebody off. I thought he was joking around at first. Noel would stoop to anything, but it just didn't sound right for him. If you knew him you would understand why. But he kept telling me he was going to do this. And it would cost $1500. I know all this because, to make a long story short, I'm the one who gave him the money. Since Noel is like he is, I thought I better be sure it was going where he said. We went all the way out to the North Branch at Runyon and 111th. Out there, we didn't wait even a minute, when a secretary who seemed to know Noel walked up and took us downstairs to the P.A.'s office. Your name, RAYMOND HORGAN, was written right on the door, I remember. Noel told me to wait outside. I was too scared by then to fight about it, which was pretty dumb since I came all the way out there to see him give somebody the money. But anyway, he wasn't inside two minutes and he's back out. He had put all of this money in a sock (I'm not kidding!) and when he came out he showed me the sock and it was empty. I just about ran out of there, but Noel was very cool. I asked him later what happened. Noel never liked to talk about this thing. He said he was protecting me, which is a laugh. I'm sure he just figured that if I didn't forget about it, sooner or later I'd want the money back. Anyway, he did say that the girl took him into an office and told him to wait at a desk there. Then a man talked behind him. He told Noel just to put what he brought in the center drawer of the desk and to leave. Noel said he never looked back or anything. Ten days later, Noel had to go to court. He was just about crazy again. He kept saying he knew he was going to get screwed over and everything, but when we got there, the lawyer from the prosecuting attorney told the judge that the case was dismissed. I have tried and tried to remember this lawyer's name, but I can't. Once or twice I asked Noel the name of the guy he bribed, but like I said, he really never liked to talk about this and just told me to mind my own business. So I am writing this letter to you. I haven't seen Noel in about two years. Frankly, this is not the worst thing he ever did, by a long shot, if you believe him, but it's really the only thing I ever saw him do myself. I'm not really out to get Noel, but I thought that this P.A. was really wrong for taking this money and taking
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