Mr. Steel,
My name is Mr. Stones, my associates and me are beside ourselves without your merchandise. I have been unable to determine your location and now resort to written word.
I am well aware of the Watch's foul attempts against your person, and Montezzi is wishing you to open shop in the Canal Ward.
In short Mr. Steel, my coin purse has grown heavy and my supplies run thin. It is a must that my associates and me resupply, in order to do that I need your current location. If you can not give that, then perhaps we can use an intermediary.
Please send any reply to the Crone.
-Mr. Stones