My name is Walter Hartwell
White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New
Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably
dead, murdered by my brother-in-law Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year
now and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, Hank came to me with a rather, shocking proposition. He asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using his connections in the drug world. Connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded, I... I always thought that Hank was a very moral man and I was... thrown, confused, but I was also particularly vulnerable at the
time, something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a
cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me on a ride along, and showed me just how much
money even a small meth operation could make.
Person: *Opens na
noor* do you have lung
cancer?
Walter: My name is Walter Hartwell
White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably
dead, murdered by my brother-in-law Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, Hank came to me with a rather, shocking proposition. He asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using his connections in the drug world. Connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded, I... I always thought that Hank was a very moral man and I was... thrown, confused, but I was also particularly vulnerable at the time, something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a
cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me on a ride along, and showed me just how much
money even a small meth operation could make.
