Early in the day, an earnest, well-dressed (completely within the law, of course), dark-haired boy arrived at the constabulary's headquarters with a sizable package of fine clothes in town, asking to speak to Detective Constable Lentham. The man needed better clothing, after all.
The message slipped to the Detective Constable was just a bonus, of course.
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Lentham
You are my sole remaining contact within the Constabulary. I do not imagine that you are amongst those seized. I do not expect you to trust that I am once again my self. Nevertheless:
I anticipate mounting chaos in the coming days, exceeding that which presently plagues our streets. Retain what order you can, spread such calm as you are able. What's to be done must be done as cleanly as we're able.
- Ariane.