Dear Constable Findlay, Your little kitty-cat is doing you wrong. You think she is so interested in your job. All those questions she asks! She is interested … in selling every tidbit you give her. If you want to know more, leave ten bob with the barkeep at the address below. A friend Davina. I’m sure of it. She calls Catriona kitty-cat, and the black-market dive bar is on the street she mentions.
