Dear Miss Frye,
Your ministrations at Lambeth were much appreciated. My knife feels good from both ends. Ha. Ha. Holes you gave me are all good and well now. Funny trick that. Can you guess how I managed it? I've had my fun in London. Now my feet itch for a new venue. I'll be moving my games to a city more my flavor, and start again. Can you guess where? Follow me over, if it please you.
Yours, Jack
PS Kiss your brother for me
This is based on a fan theory of mine. I may very well continue it into a full fledged story, as I would really like to expand upon it. But I'll want to know for certain if there is any interest in it first. Thank you very much for reading :)