Of course you are right. There is no going back now. We will finish the quest, whatever the cost. (And I do fear the cost.)
Give Tom my regards for his research. Your story of Mr Lord has confirmed my growing suspicions. Having talked to a number of native members of these islands, they all reported that the turtle and star are wellknown here amongst a gang that claims heritage going back to William Lord, or farther. Though they are mostly known for petty crimes, they all claim an ultimate goal of returning a treasure to its rightful owner (for a handsome fee, no doubt).
While these details have been easy to come by, I have not yet spoken to anyone claiming membership i n this group directly. It seems that my next task will require a more di rect contact.
In the midst of our dynamic state of affairs, the local police are seeking to unsettle things further. I was visited this afternoon by a young officer Drewry, He informed me that my presence on this island had been noticed, and inquired as to the whereabouts of our uncle, who is apparently the subject of an investigation, the details of which I was not given. For obvious reasons I told the yound man that I certainly had no knowledge of his whereabouts, but that were he to be discovered I would quite like to know. He seemed satisfied with my answer for now, but I find it concerning to have the police investigating so closely to our errand.
Take care and keep watch, my sister.
I will not abandon my duty to our sacred promise.