Daphne sat up and reached out to give the big mutt a tummy rub. "Boy am I glad to see you," she said softly as Velma appeared. She flicked her long ginger locks back out of her face and smiled, struggling to her feet and dusting off her miniskirt. "Yes, I brought all of them. Here..." She pulled the sheets of paper out of her bag. "They all say the same thing, Daphne Blake you ruined my life, now you will pay. Whoever it is isn't even original!"<br/><br/>She followed the dumpy brunette into the office and spread the letters on the desk. "I can't see any clues in them at all. The police won't help. They say it's just the work of some crank. I get loads of fan mail and hate mail, but these are all the same! Vel, I'm scared?"