Mr. Gatsby,
It was very unfortunate that my Myrtle was struck by a car yesterday evening. An acquaintance of mine reported that a yellow car going at about 50 miles an hour hit her and sped off. If I hadn't seen Tom arrive after the incident I would have thought that it was he who committed it. By accident this morning I encountered a dog leash of a dog we didn't own. It would not be unreasonable to assume that Myrtle was seeing another man. After being approached by Mr. Buchanan and being informed of the driver of the yellow car, the identity of Myrtle's lover
become
very clear.
To be clear, I am sure that it was not Myrtle who yearns to
continue your relationship, for she does not object our moving to the West.
Mr. Gatsby, you have put yourself in a very undesirable position. You are foolish enough to commit an act which would inevitably expose your role in this incident.
We are in a peculiar circumstance, Gatsby. We have both lost what was important to us. My wife of 12 years has inappropriately been engaging in extramarital relationship while your Daisy chose Mr. Buchanan over yourself. What happens from now is of no matter to me.
But there is one last thing I must do.