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“What did you say?” Eli’s voice held no inflection, but his turquoise eyes were suddenly blazing.
“You didn’t think some street thug called the hit on your mom, did you?” Lucifer examined his fingernails. “I thought you knew that came from someone higher up.”
Eli clenched his fists at his sides. “Who is he?”
Lucifer’s smile was chilling. “That’s the big mystery, isn’t it?”
Eli took a step toward Lucifer and then stopped. Lucifer was nearly salivating, silently daring Eli to touch him. She didn’t know who the fuck Lucifer was, but she knew enough about dangerous men not to trust a smile, a sedate wardrobe, or a man with a sweet voice. She watched Eli rein in his emotions.
“Are you in?” Lucifer asked.
Eli gave Lucifer a look that said he would love to dice this guy into pieces. Lucifer was completely unaffected. On the contrary, Lucifer looked as if Christmas came early.
“This is fantastic,” Lucifer said and clapped his hands before he started down a god-awful red hallway.
Gavin took her hand. She felt him trembling. She knew it wasn’t nerves. He was revved up.
“I’m okay, Gavin,” she said.
He didn’t look at her. “You’re not.”
She swallowed hard. No, she wasn’t. “I will be once he’s dead.”
He kissed the back of her hand.
“Where are we?” she asked over the shouts of a woman with the filthiest mouth on the planet.
“This is Hell.”
She looked up and was ensnared by his blistering gaze.
He jerked his head at Lucifer’s back. “He runs it. He’s off his rocker.”
They boarded an elevator. Gavin boxed her into the corner.
“How many men does he have with him?” he asked.
“He has a board of twenty,” Lucifer said.
“Twenty?” Angel echoed.
“Twenty,” Lucifer confirmed with relish, “against you four.”
“Fuck,” Blade said.
“You got this,” Lucifer said encouragingly as the elevator traveled down. “Gavin and Blade are veterans.” He pointed at Angel and Eli. “As for you two, I hope you have beginner’s luck or know how to use something other than a gun to defend yourselves.”
Blade and Gavin were veterans of Hell?
“What about guards?” Gavin asked.
Lucifer snorted. “Their guards would wet their pants before they reached the door. You can’t pay any run-of-the-mill security guard enough to come into Hell.”
“Good.”
The elevator doors opened. Unlike the noisy, hideous red corridor, this place was whisper quiet and opulent with gleaming white marble floors, walls, and shimmering chandeliers.
Lucifer stepped forward with his arms spread wide. “Nice, huh? I charge the rich fuckers who don’t want to be in the stands a bundle to watch at ground zero. They like the gore just as much as the common folk; they just won’t admit it.”
