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Denton Says Hi

I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while.

About a month ago, I got an email from Denton. Do you remember that I told you about some lady he was mixed up with? Well apparently, this was only the start of the story. Her name is Irene and she’s married to a guy called Victor Laszlo.

He’s got some sort of shady past and it turns out that Denton knew Irene from an affair they had a long time ago in Paris, long before she met Victor. Now Victor is involved in some sort of scam and she’s begging Denton to help them both out. The French Police are also involved as are Interpol.

It’s a messy business and Denton doesn’t know how he’s going to extricate himself from the sorry affair. He’s currently stuck in North Africa trying to sort the problem out. He spends a lot of time in a bar, listening to a really talented piano player.

Anyway, he asked me to send you his best wishes and apologies for not getting some posts submitted. If you have any advice for him, please feel free to send it through me.

Comments

Yaakov Kirschen said…
I heard that he went there for "the waters". Is that true?
Tuesday, 11 October, 2005
The Scribbler said…
Funny you ask because this morning I received a cryptic postcard with the legend "play it Sam, play".

So the answer to your question is that "yes it's probably true."

Then again, he might have been inbibing some of those waters in healthy amounts when he wrote me the card.
Tuesday, 11 October, 2005
I'm not even supposed to be here today said…
I was wondering what he was up to... give him my regards. No advice from me though!
Wednesday, 12 October, 2005
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