Dear Dante,
I don’t have any money, so go pick on someone else if that’s what you’re after. Seriously, I’m broke.
Who are you? What do you want? Why did you contact me? You said you know me, but you’re wrong. I don’t know anyone with your name, much less anyone in prison.
I’m not judging you, so you know. But I’d like to know what you did to get yourself there.
Actually, forget it. I’m only writing now to ask you to stop contacting me. If you send another letter, I’ll give it to my detective friend and let him deal with you.
Sincerely,
Kayla
