Hey Scott. So I’m here. Im in Quantico, Virginia. At the FBI. I’m at the freaking FBI. It’s real. I’m really here. I kinda told Lydia that I miss her and I can’t wait to get home, but listen Scott. Whatever you’re doing right now make sure you’re still getting out of Beacon Hills. I mean maybe you think you can’t leave like the whole thing falls apart if you’re not there which I get. But you have to. I know you’re supposed to drive out tonight so if you don’t call me back just promise me you’re actually going. Just get in the jeep and go.