I Navn, have been accused of the terrible act of kidnapping the best secretary on our school. I hope to not only prove with this letter that I am not the culprit, but I will find the culprit, and bring him to justice.
I am in this moment standing in front of the sir Arthur Lewis building. London is really beginning to grow on me, it is so different from Snaptun. The music, food and the buildings, long spires reach towards the sky. They are placed on top of copperplated roofs that ends in gutters. The buildings have a hint of gothic architecture, and wherever I look I see different cultures from so different countries intertwined. For example, the restaurant down by the street from my hotel, sells Indian inspired pizzas. The Camden Market attracts people from all over the world. There you can hear a constant buzzing of different languages, everything from English and Spanish to Hindi and Arabic.
Back to my alleged crime. Zobel was last seen in the office at 4:28 pm, and Zobel was then found in my bed at 7:35 pm. But I shall now tell you what really happened in between those fateful hours.
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