Chapter 2: Parties Don't Attend Themselves
The True Blue Talent main office had only been a short drive. Lucifer felt his annoyance return when the detective's phone chimed again just after they entered the office building's elevator. At their expected floor, he stepped ahead of her. The secretary smiled up at him, lust resting just behind her eyes. "Hello, lovely. Would you let Mr. Tanner know Lucifer Morningstar is here to see him?"
The bronze beauty locked eyes with him, leaning so her breast were squished together, and dialed Mr. Tanner through the interoffice phone, "Mr. Tanner, a very handsome Mr. Morningstar is here to see you. Do you want him sent back or should I … entertain him while you prepare?" A delicate pout graced her face as she responded "Yes, Mr. Tanner."
"Maybe next time, love." Lucifer whispered warmly as she pointed him to the correct hall.
"So we in?" Chloe asked, stuffing her phone back into her pocket and completely oblivious.
It almost wasn't fun to flirt if the detective wasn't going to roll her eyes or scoff. It was rather ruining Lucifer's usual fun. The agent had been only moderately helpful. The information on the scripting pitch company and location, along with a list of anyone with he could think of with a grudge against the victim. Turns out she was rather unpopular. Alibis were plentiful and the company was legitimate. However there was the interesting lead. The staffer at the company said Ashley left with a young man about the same age. With description in hand, the back track to identify the John Doe began.
A few of the frienemies were able to provide a name to a face. John Doe was actually John Carter, Ashley's secret on again off again boyfriend. Who for all intensive purposes, had disappeared since last night. Since the sun had made it mostly past the horizon, and Ella needed time to work her science-y magic, Chloe called it for the night and released Lucifer on the condition that he was already at the office by ten the next morning. She'd rather not have to go fetch him again.
Lux was in full Friday night party mode by the time Lucifer returned to the scene. He slipped through the crowd in front of the building and took the elevator to the penthouse. Now that he was freed from his day job, a proper shower was in order. Changed and refreshed, Lucifer scanned across the room upon his return to the club. It was a sizable crowd, and among them was his favorite three pack of Brittneys. Oh and that looked like a fourth with them! 'Outstanding! It can't hurt to try a little wing control again.'
And a conquest of will power it was. By the end of the night, he felt a little robbed. The four pack of Brittneys were still happily tuckered out. However, in order to prevent his damnable wings from letting loose, he had to curb off his orgasm. It was more like a controlled dam release than a torrent of passion. 'Still better than nothing.' He thought with frustration as he drifted off to sleep.
Lucifer awoke early that he would have liked, but he had made a deal with the detective last night. And he never backed out of deals. In careful movements, he untangled himself from his pillow collection. A quick shower was most certainly in order. A moments glance that the clock assured him that the plan to wake up at a reasonable time had worked.
The detective and Dan crowded around the coffee pot in the station. Cranky, pre-coffee zombie faces turned to greet Lucifer and Ella as they entered the break room. It was simply too much energy not from their own child to deal with before a cup of coffee, if not five. "But the weirdest part? It wasn't even skin!" Ella exclaimed as she reached the height of whatever the story behind the nail material was.
"Well, what was it?" Lucifer prompted, a look of genuine curiosity on his face.
"Some kind of fabric material. I have a classification sequence running, but the machine takes a couple days. I won't know anything for sure till Monday." She finished, stuffing one of the mini-muffins into her mouth.
The detective held up a hand as Ella began again, "Let me have some coffee, and then we'll go over what you've found so far."
As the zombies returned their focus the dripping machine in front of them, Lucifer and Ella made a quiet retreat back to her lab to finish talking. The cranky twins weren't going to ruin their good time. "So, like I was saying, I don't have all the types yet. Turns out the big shots on the higher floors 'don't work weekends.'" She joked mockingly.
Lucifer rolled his eyes, "Oh those fiends. So nothing till Monday? Well. Have the detective call me if they find Carter. Apparently, Maze has a new Saturday night show for Lux. I want to make sure everything is ready."
"Sounds snazzy. Linda going?"
"I have no idea to be honest."
"I'll check myself. I'll let Chloe know, best of luck with the club!" She said cheerfully as her phone appeared in hand.
He had heard stories of the collection of them going to bars together. Maze even sent pictures once. However as he left the station, the idea of the group them being at his club was a little concerning. Didn't they get into a bar fight once? He'd have to inform Maze that any damages to Lux due to their shenanigans would come out of her checks.