On the street corner, outside a two-story general store, a young man leaning on his broom hums a tune nobody seems to understand. He lazily watches the people flowing back and forth on the street.,Ezana looked back at Old Jack with a hint of surprise: "With your dreadful reputation, you're still able to recruit new people Wait, did you trick some naive young lads from the countryside again",On both moral and practical grounds, he wouldn't stand idly by while Old Jack and this groundskeeper named Haze died before his eyes.。