The current realities are sending ripples of distrust and agitation through the slums, making it very hard to gain the good will of anyone we question. Most dismiss us outright, which frustrates Elijah.
But he won’t give up.
It seems the closer we come to the edge of the metropolis the more recent are the sightings of the lone follower of Hamashiach.
We’ve agreed to give it one more day here in the slums, then we will depart the metropolis and again take up our march to the other coast.
Others are also circulating the area in our wake announcing the rule of new masters in the city and handing out photos of the supreme leader, our “old friend,” Stan.