Log for: A Plan to Save Peter Petrelli

I got Nakamura's message. At first, I wasn't sure I was going to show up for this meeting. But... After dealing with Gray, I had to. I'm in far too deep to think about backing out. I may as well keep going. Try to do some good while I still can. Seeing Nathan Petrelli was positively eerie. It's like meeting a celebrity, but discovering they're in your knitting group. It's surreal. I think I was almost more surprised by the presence of A.D.A. Marx, however. I sort of suspected, giving his willingness to believe that someone could be persuaded to kill themselves over the phone. That man Jack. I feel like I know him from somewhere, but I couldn't place it. ...Oh. Crap.


Sometimes... it seems as though everything is connected.

Log for: Skeletons in the Closet
Log for: Who Sends a Man Flowers?

The case is getting more and more complex. Every lead just brings on more questions. What is this? An episode of LOST? Finding that body would normally be a dead end, but instead, it opened up a whole new avenue. I'm just not sure how to pursue it. I'm not sure if I'm up to pursuing it. I really need to get Demsky in on this more whole-heartedly. This is beginning to take its toll on me...

I can't believe he shot me. I can't believe I didn't expect him to be there. What is wrong with me? At least it was residual scatter. Nothing went in too deep. A couple days off my feet and I'll be fine. It's still sore as hell, though.

Log for: Bloody English Justice

It was nice to meet a fellow Brit. I still count myself as British, despite my partial Cajun upbringing. I only wish this Marx bloke didn't come off as such a bloody loon. What's worse is that I find myself agreeing with him. How am I going to tell Jude that I'm buying into this murder via telephone theory? He's really going to think I've lost it then.