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...

Monday

November 16, 1911 (Frank to Mr. Five)

To: Mr. Five
An undisclosed location
to be Delivered by Hand

Sir,

I hope my long silence has not caused you any undue worry. The truth is I have had some personal troubles and was unfit to write for several days.

I am sorry to have missed our lunch date on Wednesday. As to what I wanted to discuss with you; it no longer matters to me. In fact, nothing matters to me anymore save one sweet prospect: Revenge on the Hellhound who has ruined my life- Conrad Bloody Wilkinson.

I gather that your goals are not very different from mine. Let me place myself therefore entirely at your disposal.

And, in the event that it might help in any way, let me inform you about Madam Four. I was meant to have dinner with her on Tuesday but missed that engagement as well due to my indisposition. She may be very upset with me. I have not heard from her, but we were becoming very confrontational.

To safeguard my revenge let me tell you that I recently discovered that she is in fact the sister of Mrs. Wells, Conrad's fiancee's crazy mother. She is also therefore Conrad's Aunt, but whether she is his Aunt by marriage or his actual Aunt I do not know.

Let me know in what way I can be of use.

Frank