Unsigned
143-1/4 East Scjulak Street
Halcyon City
Halcyon
Dear Boss:
Have I got news for you!
A few days ago, Lar Luk—the ex-insurance salesman from Fomalhaut—visited me at the stockade. You could tell something was going on because Luk, usually a loud extrovert, spoke in conspiratorial whispers.
"They are going ahead with your trial," he said.
"How do you know?"
"I am in a position to know. I think you're being treated unjustly, Sammy. I came here to do something about it."
Boss, I was desperate. Despite your encouraging note, I didn't know which way to turn. I said, "Like what?"