Madeline's Ledger
[The words 'For the Attention of Dark Justiciar Netasha' are written across the top of every page. This is an excerpt from the last page.] Morning, day fifteen: Szymon Nowak. Said Ketheric wouldn't "hold onto Moonrise Towers for long at this rate." Evening, day eighteen: Imanni Aatakni. Claimed it was unfair that the Thorms had "the cushiest jobs." Night, day twenty-two: Marc Jacobs. Benjamin Blanchet. Made jokes about the Thorms, especially Lord Ketheric. Said he was a "misery guts", a "weeping nutsack", and discussed exactly how his wife would have "liked it." I know what Marc and Ben said was just plain awful, Lady Netasha, but they're some of my best friends, and I've never heard such talk out of them. They were upset over their wages being cut, and were the drunkest I'd ever seen by midnight. I know it looks bad, but hand over heart, you've never met two gents more devoted to our Lady - I swear it. [A different, more elegant script appears beneath it.] Our Lady of Loss would be proud of you, Madeline. Do not worry about Marc and Benjamin. Myself, and your two 'gents' are simply going to have a little chat. I promise.