Chapter 13
"So…how goes the interrogation?" Lucifer asked as he spooned his food into his mouth. It was a rare night when the LUX was silent and empty, since the screams upstairs would have drawn some unwanted attention. Besides, no matter how many girls he wanted to take bed, Lucifer couldn't explain away why a supposed sixteen-year-old was tied up and bloodied.
Maz glanced up, poking at her food in a bored manner. "She's a stubborn one, that's for sure."
"Amenadiel needs to get his arse back over here."
Maz scrunched up her face. "Where is he?"
"He's gone to help Detective Decker with a part of the investigation. Something about taking down a perp." Lucifer spooned some of the food into his mouth. He wiped the remnants of the spaghetti sauce off his face. "Alrighty then. Let's get back at it shall we?"
The LUX was filled with screams, both of pain and horror, well into the night.
