On their way out of a cemetery, a man walked out from the side of the gate.
"I have been here for many years but haven't seen anyone visit Cage yet. Who are you? I know that his daughter will never come here."
The group stopped. Everyone turned at the man except for Crow.
A tall skinny man with messy hair that reached his chin. His blonde hair had a dark shade with the tips almost turned brown. A stubbly beard went around his jaw.
"And you are?"
"Clarence DeVore. At your service." The man tipped his fedora.
"Who are you to Cage?" Selina said.
"We're brothers. Not in blood. But in name. Even if he's dead, I can't just let anyone disgrace his grave."
"Walk away, Dee." Crow suddenly spoke up.
Clarence widened his eyes. He knew that tone of voice from anywhere. It sounded a little different but that way of speaking was the same.
"Cee. It can't be. How…"
"I hope you can keep this a secret, Dee. I have… debts I need to take care of." Crow said. He still didn't face Clarence.
