November 7, 1911 (Mr. Five to Frank)

To: The Gentleman of Room 816
The Wistoria
New York, NY

From the Desk of Mr. Five

Dear Frank,

I swear, if you don't hear from that prancing young colt, I shall be sorely tempted to break down his door and skewer him, groin to neck-knobs, with the splintering pieces.

Forgive my tone. I have received today a rather upsetting letter. I - well, let me just say that I do believe the target shall remain so to me, whatever his standing in the Social Club.

Dear God, who would have thought the rotting bastard could unsettle me so? I say this, of course, only because I know you are a friend.

Speaking of rotters, I hear that Mme 4 was subject to a rather startling act of vandlism recently. She won't reveal the details, but I bribed her chambermaid, and what a ripe tale that was.

In any case, keep me posted, and remain poised to act.

Best Regards,
Mr. Five