“Hey! I was getting to that.”
“You were taking your sweet fucking time.”
“It’s called setting the stage. You should learn about it. Seriously, crabapple, I worry for the state of your loins if this is what they consider foreplay. Honestly, where is the vision? The ingenuity? You’re lucky you have me to remedy the situation.”
“Moira, what does he mean, veiled?” Gabriel asked.
She stood, her back straight, head held high. “Exactly what he said. I couldn’t tell who the father is, but it’s clear there is only one. This isn’t an Eden situation.”
“We already knew that,” Caleb grumbled. “So really, what you’re saying is you called us here for nothing.”
“Now, now, priest, don’t get your panties in a bunch,” Lucifer crooned.
“He doesn’t wear panties,” Kingston said with a wink.
Grim stepped forward. “We may not know who the child’s father is, but we do know how to proceed. This information has given us only one clear path forward.”
Michael huffed. “And what is that?”
“We have to stop them before the child is born. That is the only option.” Malice took Merri’s hand as he took up his place at her side.
This was the opening I needed, his assertion dovetailing perfectly with my findings. Clearing my throat, I stepped forward. “I’ve found something that might help with that.”
“We’re way ahead of you,” Lucifer said dismissively as he brandished a very familiar black tome.
“How the hell did you get that?” I snarled, having last left the Book of Lilith securely tucked away in my personal safe.
“Did you honestly think a paltry safe would keep me out? I could waltz into the vault at the Louvre without issue.”
A scowl settled across my features, prompting a snicker from Remington. “Uh-oh, Daddy’s mad.”
“You could have tried asking for it instead of outright thievery.”
“Is it thievery if it’s mine by rights?”
Lilith scoffed. “The book is mine.”
“Right, but it’s filled with knowledge that belongs to me.”
“By its very nature, knowledge cannot have an owner,” Lilith contradicted.
Asher stood up. “We’re getting way off track. What did you find, Gavin?”
I offered my research partner a genuine smile. “The answer we’ve been searching for. I’ve learned how to unmake an immortal.”
“I’ll see your declaration and raise you unmaking the horsewomen. Specifically.” Lucifer smirked as he leveled his gaze on me, fingers drumming on the cover of the book.
Shock and confusion warred within me. I hadn’t seen anything specific to them in the pages I’d been working on. How had I missed it? “Where? Show me where it says that.”
Lucifer chuckled. “Don’t be so hard on yourself. Of course you missed it. You’re barely literate when it comes to my native tongue.”
Meredith sighed. “Stop antagonizing everyone, Luc. No one is going to want to help us when you’re such an asshole all the time.”
“But I’m your asshole, darling.”
“Kinky,” Asher said, prompting Remington to snicker before gazing adoringly at him and replying, “and yet also romantic.”
Lucifer dropped the book on the desk at the front of the room. “Allow me.” He cracked his knuckles and flipped it open, flipping pages until he was near the back. “Riiiiight... here. The weapons shall be collected from the four corners of the world and wielded against those who seek to destroy it.”
