Jada nodded. I thought she was handling all of this extremely well, but she’d always been curious. “It’s okay,” Jada said, smiling. “Except for the giant spider thing outside. That’s not okay.”

“I know, right?” Layla’s wide eyes swung between Jada and I. “I asked Roth what that was, and you know how he responded? He said it was just a house spider.”

“A house spider?” I exclaimed. “For whose house? Godzilla’s?”

“Exactly.” She led us through a short, narrow hall. “He then proceeded to tell me that there were even bigger spiders.”

“I would literally set myself on fire if I saw a spider bigger than that,” Jada said, and I shuddered.

“But what is it doing here?” I asked as Zayne curled his fingers around mine. “Did it come up from Hell?”

Layla glanced back at me. “I don’t know if you want to know that answer.”

“I kind of do,” Zayne said.

“Supposedly it’s been living in the subways,” she answered. “Eats the LUDs.”

“I am never getting on the subway,” I told Zayne. “Ever. I don’t care. Nope patrol right there.”

“Noted.” He shot me a grin. “But hey, at least it’s eating the LUDs.”

“It needs to do a better job at that,” I muttered. “So, Lucifer was able to find someone? He stopped watching Supernatural long enough for that?”

“Yeah, and that has made him testy.” Layla walked us through the kitchen and toward another narrow hall. “Which is why we’re in the sitting room. The floor is tile in there.”

I didn’t have to ask why tile floor was important, because I saw enough of what was going on in the sitting room. A human male stood in the center of the room, trembling. Thin rivets of blood ran out from the sleeves of his suit jacket, dripping onto the floor. The back of his trousers looked damp, and I had a feeling that wasn’t blood.

Lucifer stood in front of him, arms crossed over his bare chest. He seemed unaware of us as we entered the room, wholly focused on the man. I gave a quick glance around the oval-shaped room. Roth and Cayman were standing on the opposite side, the latter chowing down on a slice of pizza.

Jada came to a complete stop, her eyes widening as she stared at Lucifer.

“Now, Johnny-boy, you’ve been so helpful with just the littlest motivation required,” Lucifer said, his voice wrapping around the room like cool silk. “And I really don’t want things to get ugly in front of my new friends. Johnny-boy, say hello to my new friends.”

The man gave us a shaking glance. “H-hello.”

Zayne’s hand slipped free from mine. “What are you doing to this man?”