Desmond Cusick's Diary

I leave the city for a few days, and everything seems to fall apart. My house is empty. The children are gone. Ilse is gone. The childrens' scents are stronger than hers--she did not take them. Where have they gone?

At least the whiskey is not gone.

How could she have done this? Why did I not insist that she remove Benedict from the clinic? She has put so many a She has put so many at risk. The clinic must be moved.

There will be no rest for me tonight.

( A Letter to 'Tesoro'. )

Captain Greaves is back in town, and he brought with him forty kegs of very excellent rum. At fifty per keg, it was an excellent deal. I can turn a nice profit from that. Perhaps a different label is in order, however. I am not fond of selling alcohol named for screaming pants, no matter how good it may be.

I accidentally discovered Finch's sister, Alexis, as well. I didn't speak much with her, but she was in the house the night I followed Ilse there. I remember smelling her.

Ilse's brother, Imre, is alive. Not only alive, but here in Bleaker. She discovered him, apparently. I don't know the details; she rushed out of here in a hurry. She is with him now.

It's strange sleeping here without her.

( 'Des, Papa died...three years after Imre just...well *vanished*, really. So when he asked how he was...' [Ilse] )

Ilse returns home to pick up a few things to take to Imre. She stays at her brother's for the night. Desmond is still nauseated. This log is very short.