Alfred drove the hearse into Allen Apartment. Xili's two uncles and Uncle-in-law had run out ahead of time to open the gate.
"Sir, would you like a late-night snack?" Xili's mother stepped forward and asked.
"No." Alfred waved a hand.
Then Muli spoke. "How about we all get together for another little meeting now? The aim is to build understanding and trust. Some of us only met today, and although some went through selection training and the trial together, we never had time for detailed conversations. From today on, we'll be close teammates. I think we could learn a little more about one another's habits and interests. What does everyone think?"
Richard raised his hand in support. "Sounds good to me."
Aisili nodded. "I agree."
"Mr. Alfred, what about you?" Muli looked at Alfred.
"Of course, my vice captain."
Naturally, Alfred knew Kallen had appointed Muli vice captain, but Muli's suggestion hadn't been an attempt to establish his position. He genuinely hoped to first build a sense of camaraderie within the squad.
Although everyone had chatted happily over dinner in the Funeral Society's backyard, Kallen's presence had kept them somewhat restrained.
Muli felt as though everyone in the squad feared Kallen-or perhaps revered him.
Muli smiled. "Then let's go to my room."
Alfred turned to Xili's mother and instructed, "Prepare tea, coffee... does anyone drink ice water?"
"I do."
"I do."
"I do."
A whole bunch of people raised their hands.
"Some ice cubes too, and a few snacks. Whatever you have."
"Yes, understood, Mr. Alfred."
Everyone entered Muli's room and sat on the floor around the coffee table. The carpets were all new anyway.
"I suppose there's no need to introduce our families again? Everyone received the squad roster. What we'll mainly discuss are our personal preferences in everyday