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Urgent. tidbit's fingered a spy for me. But the pigeon's flown the coop, before I could chop its head off, curse it. Thing is, tidbit's hinted that it might have been sent by those two ruddy lestranges. The brothers. The wasp and the crup. All because of some stupid grudge.
They had warned me they meant me no good, the fools. Jealousy, no doubt. Thing is--well, you know their capabilities, even more than me.
Get here as soon as you can. There are certain steps I need to take, and I could use your help.
They had warned me they meant me no good, the fools. Jealousy, no doubt. Thing is--well, you know their capabilities, even more than me.
Get here as soon as you can. There are certain steps I need to take, and I could use your help.