Apartment 2C

 Let me put this in perspective for you. They staged an FBI field office in order to steal my DNA via a bucal swab. On Purnell St in Manchester. They used that DNA not only to frame me, but to steal from my biological father, Sir Richard, as well. 

Another important fact, is that later that week Sandy told me, she had spoke with the FBI and told them the lie, (which wasn't confessed to until much later), that she had given Griffin up for adoption at birth and therefore wasn't his legal guardian and could not bring him in for a bucal swab or questioning. However,  that day on Purnell St., earlier that week, Griffin was walked out of that apartment wearing the same trenchcoat and white shirt as the "agents".

This is odd, because when a 15 year old is adamant that he was sexually assaulted by someone, the authorities usually keep them away from the victim. In fact, I asked if he would be there if we decided to give our swabs voluntarily for elimination purposes, (which I feel they took much too literally).  They just walked on by, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. With their fake twoway mirror hanging on the wall and a fica bush the only decoration in the whole apartment. Not a single FBI branded anything to be seen anywhere in the place. 

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