Ratelm,
You think you’re smart. I know you went to the guards and told them about my previous letter. Told them that I threatened to kill you. And let me guess: they told you it wasn’t their problem and you should buy a sword to protect yourself instead of pestering them.
I know because I was there, listening, and you didn’t recognise me. Good. I don’t need you to remember me – just to pay for your crimes. For what you did to my family. I know that people like you think their sins died with Skender, but you’re mistaken.
Meet me in the forest tomorrow – and bring me double of what I asked before. And maybe I’ll consider us square.
