Two days ago, we received the return receipt for the letter of NC we sent via Certified Mail to EFIL & L. On November 6, 2012, it was delivered to their house and L signed for it. Now we have confirmation that they have received our request not to contact us again in the future and I have scanned the receipt, made copies of it (along with the original letter) and added it to my binder of information. If and when this shit ever gets really ugly, these people won't be able to stand up to my 490 page (and counting) binder of information about what has gone on these past three years. I have taken meticulous records, including recent cards and packages that have been sent to us; I have now started a legal paper trail; and I have recorded my own thoughts and feelings about everything that has happened since DH and I met. These people will be forced to stand down in the face of Truth, once and for all.
We have not yet received a return receipt for the letter of NC we sent to J; and we think it likely that he has decided not to sign for it and will let the notice expire, so that the mail gets sent back to us. Today, I went to the police department and picked up a copy of the police report that was filed this past Sunday when he showed up at our house and refused to leave. In the notes of that report, the officer wrote, "[J] warned off the property. He left without any issues. EX-STEPFATHER." The most important aspect of that short note, for us, was the fact that he was warned off of our property. I think it unlikely he will return to harass us, unless something more serious happens to NSIL, in which case he may come back with a vengeance. Again, I have copies of the report and if he ever did show up again, I would not hesitate, not even long enough to ask him to leave, to call the police again. He has been warned.
We have no indication yet if NSIL has received DH's letter. This morning around 10:00 AM he did get a voice mail on his work phone, but there was no number listed and the person waited two-three seconds and hung up. In the background, we could hear what was the voice of an individual with an Indian accent, but we couldn't make out what he was saying. Stereotypes aside, DH and I were trying to figure out if it might have been a doctor at some clinic where NSIL could be staying. She has been silent on Twitter and it's impossible to tell where she is right now, so for now it's still a waiting game. DH said he was hoping the hang-up message was from his sister, and he didn't want that hope to get in the way of his clear-thinking concerning future contact from his FOO.
We're doing all right, Dear Friends. Just waiting.