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

Unknown Date (Elle to New York Ned)

Ned Devine
New York, NY
USA

Dear Neddie,

Don't know how to say this really. I'm in a dreadful fix and your old cousin Con is doing a sort of disappearing act. Well, he was always sort of wet behind the ears, compared to you at least!

Damn, I'm no good at this. I'm not a flatterer, Neddie, you know that. But you asked me something once, and the thing is now I might really need it. I understand if things have changed but - at least I need help, and you said once you'd always help me.

You know I've always hated needing anything from anybody. I'm just in awful trouble, and I guess it's my own fault but it isn't just mine, and Conrad - but I'll shut up about him, I'm sure you don't want to hear all that. I said once I like you more than anybody, and that's still true. Hope it's enough.

Elle