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...

Friday

Unknown Date (Laura to Frank)

To: Mr. Frank Thomas
Room 816
The Wistoria
New York, NY

From: LD
Havana, Cuba


Frank Darling,

Of course I will help you bring down that anchovie-loving bitch. Her real name is Francine Stewart. She was raised amongst Catholics in Bath. Insanity runs in her family - so don't be shocked by her behavior darling. But the kicker is this: she has an unfortunate sister that no one knows about - especially not Mr. Five! And who do you think that sister married? One Mr. Benjamen Wells - Dead!

But never mind all that Frank dearest darling - but you must hate me for I'm such a sap! Who would have thought me fo all people would leave this game a victim like any of those other idiots - and a victim of the biggest idiot of them all - I'm in Love with Conrad Wilkinson, frankie, and I can't keep this out of my head - you'll help me won't you, frank dear - with your brandy and shoulder and wonderful hand on the small of my back! for I must see him again or I will run mad, just like that whore Ann Marie Wells -

Love you always, my pillar of strength,
Laura