If anyone else on Earth could do magic right now, they were certainly weaker and less knowledgeable than him. And that was a big if. The main thing the Dark One had managed to accomplish was sending infinitesimally small fragments of its power through to parasitize a handful of directors.
Those fragments granted some awareness, some influence, and some connection to the Dark One's will. But they didn't grant magical ability. The parasitized directors were still fundamentally human, still operating within the normal limits of physical reality.
If Renan couldn't handle a few mundane security measures, if he couldn't evade detection by people who had no magical capabilities whatsoever, then he didn't deserve to be a reincarnator.
He pulled into a parking garage several blocks away from his actual destination. He immediately set off on foot, acting as just another person going about their business in the early afternoon.
