CHAPTER 145

  Clearing his throat, Dylan nodded towards the guard to hand the letter to Foden. A suspicious look lingered on his face. Diane's letter had come around a few days ago, and it was why it worried Dylan to see another one. If she is sending two letters within three days, something must definitely be up. He feared something had gone wrong with the baby in her.

  Like his usual habit, he gazed at Foden. "can you help me read through that, please?"

  Foden grinned at him. "Why are you always so scared to open your letters? I thought you had gone past that by now."

  He adjusted himself on the seat, "tell me, Foden, how do you expect me to be over it? Every bad news we have received of late was delivered through letters. I don't think I have the heart to take in any more sad news."