Letter #294


    Dear Massimo,


    Still no progress in finding out who was behind the corporate takeover attempt. The temporary staffing Kai arranged from his Sicilian friend’s firm is helping to ensure nothing like that happens again. Based on their efforts so far, they’re a capable bunch.


    As far as other business goes, not much new for me to share with you. Nera is still busy with hiring a suitable recement to fill the manager position at the Bay View Casino. Kai did not consult with her before firing Lotario on the spot, but though it was a drastic step, it was warranted.


    Peppe wanted me to pass on his apologies for not being avable to handle theundry as he was supposed to, but he assured me that it would be taken care of this weekend. Which reminds me—could you PLEASE ask him to stop following me around ALL THE TIME? As soon as I leave my room, he’s on my heels, like a puppy. He won’t listen when I ask him to back off. I can’t even go to the kitchen to get a ss of water without feeling like we’re joined at the hip. It’s frustrating.


    Also, your constant “Leave that house immediately, Zahara” greetings in recent letters are getting old. I’m staying with my sister. ept it already.


    And no, I haven’t yet finished that skirt. Lucia caught a bug of some kind and then gave it to me. So, I spent the whole ofst week wrapped in a nket, with a mug of tea pretty much glued to my hand.


    Zahara


    PS: Have you started the countdown? Just a little over six months left on your sentence.<h3 ss="ss_s4u1">Massimo


    Letter #295ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Zahara,


    What sort of bug? A flu? A cold? Did you see a doctor and have them check you out?


    Why am I even asking? I know you haven’t. You can’t treat your health so casually, Zahara!


    Peppe is following my explicit directions and will continue to do so. That’s nonnegotiable, and I consider the discussion finished. Especially with that crazy son of a bitch living under the same roof as you.


    I asked around about your sister’s stalker-boy and if even half of what I learned is true, that man is seriously fucked-up. He might love Nera and may bemitted to keeping the three of you safe, but I still want you to stay away from him.


    M.


    PS: Yes. 6,387 down; 181 left to go. I’ve been keeping count since the day I stepped foot in this dump.


    PPS: If Mazur ever gives you any trouble, I want to know about it. I’ll make sure friends of mine introduce themselves to him, just as they did with your school buddy, Keh.