"I, I know, that-that’s what, that’s what they did, they took my life from me, everyone thinks I’m fucking dead! My own- my wife and children think I’m dead!”

Peter would yell, the hold on the Remington 870 unfaltering as he held the group of three at gunpoint. Mark Blume, Randall Tachi, and you, his good old friend.

It was obvious he wasn’t in a good state of mind.. But he just wants to see his family again, but with his mindset, it seems as though he’d do anything to see them.