Dear Susan,

A wonderful thing has happened to me; they are sending me to Trinidad to try to and catch Hugo Peters, Roger, and the “Boss”.
I’m standing in the airport while I’m writing this letter; my plane is leaving in less than an hour.
Just think what this could mean, Susan, a really top job – perhaps my name could be in the papers if everything goes well:” CARTER CLEANS UP THE CARRIBEAN!”
Of course, there are one or two problems: I don’t know which flight Peter is on, for example – or perhaps he’s already arrived in Trinidad.
I can’t find Roger, either; his name isn’t on the passenger list for my flight.
They’ve just called the flight, so I’ll have to stop now. Don’t worry about me, dear; I’ll be alright.
I’ll write to you again from Trinidad.

All my love,
Harry.