December 1st, 1889

Harlgrove has been poking his nose where it doesn't belong once again. By the Blood of Christ and tattered wings on all the Heavenly Host, I will not tolerate his intrusion. I will deal with Edmond's meddling one way or another. He will rue the day he ever sought to intrude upon my affairs.

I will be patient, and bide my time: the viper who strikes once, but for the kill. I'll yet teach him to stay away from Charles and the rest of my posessions.

- Wainwright M. Burns, Belledouleur Plantation. December 1st. 1886