Leandre just took a few puffs of his pipe. "He can stay the night at your house. That's final."

With that, he walked away.

His tone was firm and unquestionable. With Leandre—the chief—showing his authority, Lincoln didn't dare protest any further. He could only give Felix an apologetic look.

"Sorry, Felix. I didn't know Leandre was so wary of outsiders."

Felix chuckled. "It's fine. I'm just grateful he let me stay the night."

Innswood Village was visibly poor. There was not a single brick h