On the 28th of September, 884, Poul found himself aboard a train bound for Pittsburgh. Seated by the window, he gazed out at the picturesque landscape whisking past, an ever-changing tapestry of colors and shapes. After a contemplative moment, he turned his attention to a letter he had received a week prior. Carefully, he unfolded the parchment, revealing the words penned by his friend, Jonathan.
[We have a lot of business to deal with and I can't do it alone. I need you to be back here as soon as possible and help me out.
Sincerely yours
Jonathan.]
Poul chuckled as he read the letter from Jonathan. It was so typical of his partner to be short and to the point. He knew that Jonathan must be in a real bind if he was asking for his help, but Poul couldn't help feeling a bit amused at the urgency of the letter.
