To: Stephen James
From: Harriet Tubman
Stephen,
Well I survived the day yesterday. It was a beautiful day, although things didn't quite go to plan. It's getting to be winter time here, and the ground where I wanted to bury Howie was completely frozen. We ended up incinerating him, and scattering the ashes across the field. Not quite what I envisioned for Howie, but at least that is behind me now. Now I am focused on getting my cat!
I did hear from Dr. John, which made me feel better. I don't know - I still get a funny feeling about him. Maybe it's just me.
Tomorrow I will get to the bank and secure my passports. Do you want me to send them to Mr. Ajuonuma in Houston?
Best Wishes,
-HT
Additional Thoughts:
If I were to guess, I think Stephen thinks we might finally be getting down to business here. Meaning, he might finally be able to scam me. But I have plans. Big, big plans.