A Mysterious letter to Connor

[Bellemy]

On a bench beside the Caldarium, completely out of place, rests a stack of three envelopes each addressed to a different person. Atop the stack is a tented cardstock that simply reads You should get your locks changed. -B

The letter was written in a flowing script in high quality ink. The parchment paper was thick and high quality.

Dear C.

As I stare at this expensive parchment I am reminded of your taste for finer things and know that of the three I have written too it is perhaps you that would appreciate the little details most of all. I apologize that I was not able to assist on the joint venture that we had spoken about. How is the club these days? Do your duties as whip hinder or help in that regard? Are you still happy you accepted the position? I have so many questions that perhaps it may be easier to ask in person. I am near Sacramento and should you find yourself lacking someone of gentry to gossip with I am available.


I eagerly await your reply
Yours as ever,
-B.

P.S. If you choose to leave correspondence at the Kimpton Sawyer hotel room <room> I have no doubt I shall receive it.

Basically Bellemy is dropping letters off at the last known address. If someone has moved Bellemy doesn’t know Connor OBrien