Email exchange
Once I suspected I'd been conned, I went to the San Antonio FBI office and met with an agent. When he (laughingly) properly identified the doorbell part, among other things, I knew I'd been defrauded for certain. After I returned home, I immediately began faxing the agent some of my more important documentation, although he continued to refuse to do anything, even after my children and I discovered Greg Slate was stalking us.
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