No coffee

S—

Thanks much for putting up with me these few days, mate. The flat Regina tipped me off to looks like it will work out just fine for my purposes. It’s overlooking Independence Square on the side with the old obelisk, no. 43. Pop on by when you’re back in town we’ll grab a meal and a bottle at the Black Lobster. I left your key in the mailbox downstairs.

The evening you left, a strange chap by the name of Austin came by looking to see if you were in. He mentioned something about needing a letter or some correspondence from your shop but wound up quite upset when I mentioned you were out of town for a few days. He said he’d check back over the weekend. I spoke to Ms. Kransky to be on the watch for him.

You’re also out of coffee.

–L L