Lincoln Alexander was born in 1929 in Toronto, the eldest of three boys. His father died when Lincoln was just a child, leaving his mother to raise him and his younger brothers on her own. It was a modest, often difficult upbringing, shaped by the challenges of poverty and systemic racism. But Lincoln inherited his mother’s strength and determination—qualities that carried him through a world that never made things easy.
As a Black man in mid-20th-century America, Lincoln’s path to higher education was hard-fought. He was the first in his family to attend college, pushing through barriers of segregation and exclusion with relentless focus. He eventually earned his law degree, and over the decades, built a reputation as one of the most respected and unshakable criminal defense attorneys in Quebec, Canada.
Lincoln’s life has been marked by both triumph and loss. His two brothers passed before him—one in the 1980s and the other six years ago. Their deaths weigh on him, but he carries their memory with quiet dignity. Now 73, Lincoln exudes wisdom, fire, and clarity. He is tall, commanding, and possesses a voice that can silence a room or shatter a wall of injustice.
He met Noah and Eloise more than a decade ago, initially as a curious and skeptical neighbor. But Lincoln’s instincts and intellect soon pieced together the truth: they weren’t like the rest of the world—they were immortal. Rather than recoil in fear or disbelief, Lincoln responded with something closer to amused vindication. He'd always sensed something was off about them.
After that, Lincoln became more than just a confidant—he’s been family. He loved Eloise as a daughter, and when she was murdered and Noah was arrested for the crime, Lincoln mobilized immediately. He retrieved the sword, planted his business card for Noah to find, and used every legal and political tool at his disposal to get Noah released. He confronted police, threatened media exposure, and made clear that injustice would not stand on his watch. He used connections he made with criminals as a defense attorney to get Noah out of Canada and immigrated to the US shortly after, retiring to Las Vegas.
When the flu hit, he stayed in the city to help but the situation turned dire and before long, Flagg appeared as a self-appointed leader. Lincoln didn’t love Flagg’s authoritarian approach to leadership or how quick Flagg was to persecute victims of minor drug offenses. Still, at 73, Lincoln hesitated to take to the road and leave the city. He’s strong, but realistic.
Since then, he’s kept a low profile – minding his own business. He was informed Flagg wanted everyone working, even those past retirement age, so Lincoln took a job out at Indian Springs to figure out what exactly Flagg was up to out there.
