With his suspicion at a peaking level, Tom was seen talking to Mr. Wilson, who had also found out that his wife, Myrtle, had been unfaithful as well, boy it would suck to be those two. One day as i was "walking" around the neighbourhood, i heard what seemed to be a dispute and who else was at the centre of it? none other than the Great Jay Gatsby, Tom had called out Gatsby in front of Daisy and during the dispute Daisy was helping Tom out, she loved you Gatsby, but apparently she loved Tom more, because he could provide her with all she ever wanted. And all of this on Nick's 30th birthday! happy belated birthday by the way Mr. Carraway, shame it couldn't have been quieter. I later found out that Myrtle Wilson had been hit by a car, and Mr. Wilson, Tom, Nick, and Jordan had found her in the streets, i am terribly sorry Mr. Wilson, my heart goes out. But there is more, seems Mr. Wilson had been in such a fit of rage and was convinced that Gatsby was driving the car, that he later went to Gatsby's house, shot him in cold blood, and then turned the gun on himself, he claimed that it was God's work and God needed vengence, Mr. Wilson lived as a simple man and died as a martyr. Gatsby is dead. The Wilson's are dead. Long Island mourns for those lost, the spy included. Seems a tragic end to what was a fascinating project to me, but findings are as is. With great power comes great responsibility, and no matter how much money you have, you cannot buy your dreams or love.
- The Spy
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