No one would feel worried about letting him into their front room, the way they would me; and I have to be honest, I’m getting to like the time we spend together. I don’t know anything about him personally, like if he’s married or has kids or anything; I’ve never asked and I don’t think he’d tell me if I did.

He’s probably afraid I might send someone to find his family and hurt them.

I wouldn’t, but I don’t blame him for thinking I would.

The first time I met him I didn’t bother speaking to him. To me he was just another tosser wanting to get inside my head. I’m only doing this now because over time I’ve found it’s easier to go along with him than to fight him. He’s got something about him that makes you want to shut him up, not in a rough way—I’ve never felt like smacking him—but in a way that if you do what he’s asking you’re both happy. I could say he has some serious personable shit going on that everyone warms to, even someone like me.

I can hear him in my head telling me to stop writing about him and get back to the point of why I’m doing this.

I can’t see the point myself, because it’s not going to get me anywhere, but now I’m visualizing one of his looks that usually ends up with me thinking he knows more than I do—and frankly that wouldn’t be hard. He’s a smart bloke. Do I wish I was like him? Sure, I’d have to be crazy not to when he seems to have everything going for him. I wonder how rich he is; he gives off the scent of it and I should know, I’ve sniffed enough of it.

So, what can I tell you about me that you’d be interested to know?

I’m not as tall as Dan—he’s about six foot and I’m five ten—and he’s probably twice my age.

What a crack if he turned out to be my long-lost dad.

If he was, I wouldn’t have done what I did to you. That’s a fact.

I asked him before I started this letter if I had to spell out what I did.

“We already know what you did,” he reminded me.

He’s right, and it was a dumbass question. I guess you want to know why I did it?

Well, that’s not something I can tell you without bringing a whole heap of trouble down on us all, and I think you’ve already had enough of that, thanks to me.

So, where do we go from here?