Chapter 27: The Graduate (2)
It's been a long time since I've been in Hugo's office, and it still smells cold and dingy.
Dust from old books, stale cigarette smoke, stale coffee, and a faint scent of blood.
Like a seasoned hound, Vikir reads the atmosphere through scent.
Then a middle-aged man sitting behind the desk, in a swivel chair, staring out the window, turned and faced Vikir.
Hugo Les Baskerville.
The iron-blooded patriarch of House Baskerville.
His face bore a slight resemblance to the face of Hugo in Vikir's last memory before his regression.
Suddenly. Vikir noticed a single, relatively recent scar across the bridge of Hugo's nose.
It had been there before the regression, but Vikir had no idea how it had come to be, and his eyes lit up.
"Greetings."
"Mm."