The Conrad Letters

When English cad Conrad Wilkinson leaves friends, family, and fiance for a jaunt in New York City, the world sees only a playboy jumping the pond. But when the festering secrets of a sleepy English village and the glittering knife-edge of a major metropolis collide, more than one man's life may hang in the balance...

Sunday

October, 1911 (Mr. Five to Frank)

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

Dear Frank,

It is with most sincere apologies that my reply comes so late. Naturally there is an explanation, the details of which I am not at liberty to divulge at present. Suffice it to say that I have serious concerns about the state of mind of a certain heavenly personage. I believe the matter is now under control, but, my dear sir, you must understand that I live in constant expectation of the need for more drastic measures. Please inform Roger to be vigilant at all times and always prepared for swift, decisive action.

Given the way the wind blows in our Social Club at the moment, anything less may be drastically misconstrued. [I tell you Frank it is damnable]

I pray you, do not follow my example, but rather reply as soon as you can regarding our Target, and the latest events. Has the weather been good? What of Laura? I hope your news is pleasant. So far, I am sorry to report, it seems that Le Sal Affaire has had no effect whatsoever on the Progenitor. Nonetheless, he has always been an extremely private individual, and naturally my information about his doings is not firsthand.

We may yet succeed, but we must all be prepared for the things success will require of us.

In the hope that you are forwarned and forarmed,
I remain -
Mr. Five