Everyone has a past. Especially you. I shan't bother regaling all of your life story after all it's yours. It just so happens that at your lowest point you did something stupid. You hit a cyclist with your car and you ran away. You got away because of an error with the police work, the cold finger of justice is shitty sometimes.
You sorted yourself out, met a wife and the world forgot. It seemed like one of those silly things that just happened in the past. It's five years later and you have a family of your own now, the nightmares have stopped and life has moved on.
I say that the world forgot. There's someone who didn't forget. A sister of the man you killed, truth be told we had a fucked up relationship and seeing my brother die in a way released me, but Stockholm Syndrome is strong. I spent a long time plotting my revenge and now the time is here. It's amazing how easy it was to hack your account and find out what porn you like.
Will I blackmail you? Will I fuck you? Will I blackmail you and then fuck you?
Will I film us having sex and show your wife?
These are the details you and me will work out, but it's safe to say..... your home is getting wrecked, and you are going down....