I don't know if i'll get help from yu anons, but Holla Forums is pretty much the rare place where I can talk about that.
I met my wife when I started to work for an important European bank, 20 years ago. Nice girl, clever one, I thought I was pretty lucky to get her. When I say she was clever, she was pretty much the most amazing women I ever met. When I say "amazing", it's all bout her memory. She was like able to remind everything, from the single thing I said when we met to the color of the shoes I wear on that specific day.
We started to date, she was also working in the bank with me and told me she was orphan. However, when we married 2 yr after, she introduced me her father, a smart guy who also worked in the bank, like THE director of the bank.
This guy was something quite like her. A good memory (not as good as her), and some damn crazy people he knew well in Wall Street and Hollywood. He knew well his job, and I though he was some kind of a crazy guy who though we were all controlled by Intelligence Services. He spoke fluently 5 languages, as my wife did.
The moment I was the most astonished about him was on 9/11. We were supposed to get a plane to go in L.A. and she got a called from him. She canceled right after, she did not tell me why and she never told me why. I was supposed to die on that day, and I'm sure he knew about what was going to happen.
This guy died in the middle 2015 and I came to help my wife to empty his house. I found several masonic ring and a notebook. Don't ask me why, but I kept the book with me. It was filled with some kind of code, I did not pay attention at that time.
I forgot about it and found it like a yr after. My wife was next to me and from the moment she saw it, she took it violently. We had an argument, a violent one, and I let her with the notebook. She did not tell me more about it, the only thing I had learn from this night is that she was raped by her stepfather and that she never wanted to hear anymore about him.
I found the notebook weeks after and took pictures of the pages. She spotted me and took it again. Then she left me without telling me anything.
From that Saturday night, I have been alone with my daughter and the week after, I was fired from my job. It was without motivation, I was just asked to leave.
I left the country with my child. It was in the middle of 2016.
Things became easier in my life.
Last Saturday, I was getting back from my job when I'm pretty sure I've seen my wife next to the house. On Sunday evening, my house was "visited" when I was out for dinner with my girl Jane, for her 7th birthday. My computers were stolen, external hdd, photos, some administrative papers, IDs. Like if these people were only here for them, and knew where to find them.
This evening, my daughter did not come back from school. I went to the police and when I gave my name, they forced me to leave. I went to another police station and they told me they would do their best to find my daughter. I wait for 2h filling papers and talking with them, next there boss call them and tell me they do not know me, that I have nothing to do here and must leave now. It's like nobody wants to listen to me.
I have no left picture of my child, she is called Jane, she wears a blue dress, blond of hair, green eyes and we live next to Winnipeg. I am pretty sure this has all to do with this notebook and with my wife and with her father.
I don't know if it can help, but here are the pic I have from the notebook. Reading them now, I feel like I have had something I shouldn't. Not everything is cyphered and some stuff like "kill Sanders" with H.C. (like Hillary Clinton) next to it rings a bell to me.
