Dusk descended, draping the cemetery in twilight.
Hobart placed two bouquets before Dunn and Klein's tombstones. The flowers were entirely a disguise.
If he did not bring flowers, someone would definitely wonder why this young man had come to the cemetery. Hobart could hardly say, "I'm waiting for a friend. He'll come out after dark."
What friend was he waiting for? Saying something like that in a cemetery was practically asking to be beaten up.
Hobart looked at Klein's tombstone, but his mind was on other matters.
After tonight, he and Klein could be considered friends who knew "all" of each other's secrets.
Klein "knew" that Hobart was a Believer of the "Creator," while Hobart "knew" the secret of Klein's resurrection.
Hobart was laying the groundwork for some future plans. Once The Fool rose to prominence, Hobart would need him to be the first to acknowledge and support the new Black Emperor.
That day was still very, very far away, but some things had to be prepared in advance.
Just as he was thinking this, Hobart suddenly sensed some unknown change in his surroundings. When he turned to look, a middle-aged man had appeared on the road not far behind him.
The middle-aged man wore a Silk Top Hat and black formal wear. He was of average build, with bronze skin and gentle features.
Hobart's first reaction was: When had he appeared? Why had Hobart's spirituality not sensed him at all?
Hobart's second reaction was: Could this be Mr. Azik? Looking more closely, he had bronze skin, weathered eyes, and indeed a black mole beneath his right ear. There was no mistake.
Hobart gave Mr. Azik a slight nod. If he rushed over and called out "Mr. Azik" now, it would very likely make things troublesome.
Azzik lightly tipped his