The light was almost gone, and the handwriting was atrocious, in spite of which, extrapolating from what he had picked up so far, Varamo recognized such classic warnings as ‘Your husband is cheating on you,’ ‘We’re going to blow you up,’ ‘You won’t get away with it,’ etc. It could have been addressed to one, or to everyone and no one: it was bound to hit on somebody’s guilty secret.
