Voice Mail from Mark Walter to Chris Barrett's Cellphone 
3-8-13 @  7:12 PM

“Answer the phone pussy.
You're going to get your ass fucking beat.
You thought I growled at ya?
You're uh..
Dude, you know this is all bullshit. 
Can you just be a man and answer your fucking phone?
I've done a lot of work out here.  You know how you had Pat do your niggering? 
I can't find no one to nigger for me, so I had to do it all myself.
Alright dude.  Let's not steal the golden egg. Take care of my daughter. 
Stop shielding Miss Johnson. (1)
I'll be by your house tomorrow to level it.
You can claim that on your insurance, I'm sure.
If I were you I would seek help from the ah Village of North Palm Beach Police Department.
Diana has their number. You know. Your tenant. I don't think you should charge her any rent.
And, why aren't I being paid, you mother fucker?
Oh, I hate your fucking guts.
Just gonna call your mom here.  And your dad. And your sister.
You know, the one that diagnosed Diana with that uh As-ham-cheeseburgers.
What's she weighing now? 
I guess you guys are out to lunch on my fucking dime.
Gonna call Buddy. Gonna call Bruce. Gonna call Leonard. Gonna call David. (2)
Gonna call... I got a lot of things to do mother fucker.
You got a lot of nerve you know. I taught you a trade. You learned it well. 
Jet sure misses Mook.  
I heard that Diana's shoving dildos up Mook's ass while she's ripping Matty's head off his fucking body.
Why don't you be a man and answer the fucking phone?
Oh.  I'm tired mother fucker.  You pushed me really hard.
I'm glad your my XO.  Soon you be just my X. 
Nothing was ever registered. I stole your stock certificate. So, you're just a do-boy.
Thanks. I appreciate it.  
Fucker.”
[recording ends]
[recording time 3:35]

(1) Diana's last name prior to marrying Mark
 (2) All-Safe Customers