Dear Hamilton,
I'm trying really hard not to kill you right now.  Why
would you say stuff like that?  Hack into his email? 
Fine.  Done.  Lawrence has written him.  He's written
Lawrence.  That's the "someone" he is in love with.
Do you want copies of those emails Detective Fleming?
Sometimes you just have to accept stuff.  I know that
everything is not what it appears to be, but maybe as
far as Ryder and this goes, it is.  He's gay.  He's in
love with Lawrence.  Maybe what he isn't, is evil and
diabolical.  Maybe he's been using that to cover up
what he really was, scared and alone.  I really need
to stop talking about this so, I'll move on to the
theatre.  I worked with some of the lighting technicians
a little and got to work in the control booth for last 
night's show.  It's really amazing, helping to pull
off this big production.  Mom was fantastic, of course.
How are your classes going?  Better I hope.  Faulkner
isn't that bad.  Too bad Finn is so preoccupied with
dead white guys.  I hope Crew isn't killing you.  I'm
sorry you have to spend so much time with Finn.  I
know that guy bugs you.  Try to look for the positive
though.  He knows about us and he still hasn't said
anything.  I'm really grateful to him for that.  I've
got to run.  

Love <3
Jake