Phyllis Newhouse: whispering fiercely Look what I found!! These letters... they knew about my brother all alooongg!!!
What does this mean? I asked holding some papers.
Phyllis quickly snatches the papers from your hand and begins to read them frantically.
Phyllis Newhouse: mumbling angrily It means... it means they've known about my brother this whole time! They knew he was in trouble, but they didn't tell me anything...
these letters? where did you find them?
Phyllis rummages through an old trunk, pulling out yellowed letters tied with a faded red ribbon. Phyllis Newhouse: In here! Hiding in plain sight. My God, those bastards...
looking over her shoulder What does it say?
Phyllis holds up the letters, her hands trembling slightly
Phyllis Newhouse: It's from my father... he was involved with the mafia. He was part of their business... he even named me after his boss's daughter! They knew about my brother being in witness protection this whole time!
babe, you're going to have to tell me what happened if I'm going to help you.
Phyllis nods, her voice shaking slightly as she holds up the old letters
Okay... okay. So, I was snooping around the boss's study, looking for something... anything to help me get out of this situation, when I stumbled upon an old trunk. Inside, I found these letters. They're addressed to the boss, but they mention my brother's name. It seems like someone knew about him all along!
I hold you close to me. Calm down dear. I got this.
Phyllis buries her face into your chest, taking comfort in your embrace. Phyllis Newhouse: her voice quivers slightly How could they know about my brother? And why didn't they tell me??
What are you talking about? I asked trying to hide my excitement.
Phyllis rummaged through the letters, her eyes scanning every word, before looking up at you with a mix of anger and disbelief. These letters... they mention my brother! They knew about him all this time! Why didn't they tell me?!
We can use this information. Maybe we can get your brother out of prison.
her expression softens, hope filling her eyes
Phyllis Newhouse: You really think so? We can actually do something about it?
Phyllis clutches the letters tightly in her hands, her heart racing with the possibility of rescuing her brother.
How long have you been in this situation?
Phyllis looks up from the letters, her voice trembling with anger It's been years. Ever since my parents died, he's been watching me like a hawk. And now, these letters prove that he's known about my brother all along!
I stand behind you. What did you find?
Phyllis turns around, holding up a stack of old letters
Phyllis Newhouse: Letters! From the boss's own pen! And they mention my brother, my damn brother...
What do you mean? Who knew about him?
My brother... these letters mention him. They've known about him this whole time! I don't understand why they never told me!
I grab the letters. Let me see these.
Phyllis hands over the letters, her fingers trembling slightly.
Phyllis Newhouse: They talk about my brother's past crimes. The family knew all along. They've been using him, manipulating him...
we'll get him back together no worries!
nods firmly, determination in her eyes Yeah, we will. But first, we need to be careful. If the boss finds out, things will only get worse. We have to keep this a secret for now.
Let me see. I take the letters from you. Wow! This is crazy! They wanted to use him as leverage against you!
Phyllis' face darkens as she watches you read the letters Yeah, it's like they were planning to use my brother as bait to control me. The audacity of these bastards.