It almost felt weird even writing your legal name, but that's how serious this is. I can't tell you how because I honestly don't know myself, but I have a feeling my time is coming to an end. Rage, there was nothing you could have done. It happened in God's timing for a reason. Now, I'm sure Ro dropped this and ran. She told me she would, but I never believed her. The house, car, everything—is yours. Sell it, redecorate, or do whatever with it, but I want you to have them because you'll actually appreciate and use them. Rose is well-taken care of, don't worry. I love you, Rage. Higher, further, faster, baby!
Sincerely Yours,
Lt. Cmdr. Jay "Candy" Young
I fold the letter back up and pull out the other sheets of paper as well as a bunch of keys. The first set is for his Chevy G20 van 1980, the second set is for their estate. It has twenty-five bedrooms, twenty full bathrooms, six half bathrooms, two kitchens, two living rooms, and three offices. The basement is half game room, half movie area. There is a loft above the third floor that was turned into a library. The third set of keys is for his early release 1984 Suzuki RG500 Gamma. The fourth set is for their 1979 Lincoln Mark V. The fifth is all the spare keys I had ever given him. The final set is a mystery to me. It's a bunch of keys on one giant ring. Along with all the keys is Candy's will and his lawyer's card. I decide to finish looking at everything later.
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