I'm a forty-six-year-old billionaire, and I'm going to die in the next two months. I don't know when they will kill me, only that it's going to happen. I've decided I can't tell anyone, which makes it all the more difficult for me to prepare. There are special people I'd like to say goodbye to, but no, I can't risk putting their lives in danger. Absolutely no one must know about this. One good thing, at least that bastard lawyer Buckler will...