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  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. About the Author
  4. Booklist
  5. Dedication
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  41. Acknowledgments

“I’m going to go with a no.” Roth idly crossed his arms.

My brows knitted. Was it just me or did Grim have a... British accent?

The Angel of Death’s head tilted in Layla’s direction. “Nice to see you again.”

Layla gave a short, awkward wave that I felt in every part of my being.

“What in God’s green Earth have you all done?” he demanded as I saw Cayman slink from the room. “You brought Lucifer topside?”

“You have to know why,” Roth stated. “And you’re not going to ask where he is?”

I really didn’t think it was wise to bring up his absence, but what did I know?

His lips thinned behind his trimmed beard. “I know he’s not here, which is what you should have expected the moment he got topside.”

“We’ll find him,” Roth replied.

“Damn straight you will,” Grim fired back. “Because everyone who is anyone knows Lucifer is on the field, and you know what that means?”

“End of the world, Bible-study-style. Ironically, I was just having that conversation. We’re hoping that God realizes what we’re doing and doesn’t go end times on everyone,” Roth told him. “And by the way, finding Lucifer was what we were about to do before you interrupted.” Roth smirked even as Grim’s eyes narrowed. “Just saying, but since you’re here, I’m sure you could just tell us where he is.”

“I know exactly where that prima donna is and you also know that I cannot say anything.”

“Why not?” I blurted out, and those cold, cold glittering eyes swung toward Zayne and I. Yikes. I resisted the urge to take a step back. “I mean, that would be really helpful, uh, Mr. Grim—er, Mr. Azreal.”

“Mr. Grim?” Zayne whispered under his breath.

“You can just call me Grim,” he stated. “And to answer your question, the moment Lucifer reached this realm, the potential for the good old end times became a possibility. Meaning, I cannot interfere even if his presence has nothing to do with what will come to pass.”

That...sounded as stupid as any other angelic rule, so not entirely shocking. Something else did occur to me, though. “So does the rule against taking up arms against another angel also apply to you?”

“It does.” His gaze shifted to Zayne, and I tensed. “You slipped right through my grasp, didn’t you?”

“I did.” Zayne didn’t sound remotely concerned, considering the Angel of Death could try to take his grace and his wings.

“And you won’t be the only one, it appears,” Grim replied, and I had no idea what he meant by that. “Unnatural things come from unnatural deals.” His attention flicked to Layla. “This one can tell you all about that.”

I couldn’t exactly make out Layla’s expression, but she looked a little offended by the statement.