Checkpoint

"Here we are."

Ezra stepped out of the van, followed closely by Wade. The moment the door of the van closed behind them, the gang hightailed it out of there, not wanting to be in the same city as he was.

An unconscious smile appeared on his face. "I guess you'll have to find a new gang." He said to Wade who shook his head.

"No, my lord. I was about to leave them anyway. I was just using them as an inconspicuous way to get back to Monarchy territory."

"Then, we can call this a happy coincidence." Ezra said before turning away from the house the van had dropped them in front of. "Come. This is not our destination."

He began walking down the street, leading Wade. Since it was a residential area, there was not a lot of foot traffic but those who saw the duo were quite understandably puzzled.

A blind man was after all, leading a perfectly healthy man.