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“Hey!” Cali yelled, sticking a foot out to trip him. He fell into the aisle, landing at Grimm’s feet.
“You’re aging like shit,” Grimm told him, bending down and lifting him up by the head with one hand covering his mouth.
Cobra bypassed all of us, giving Cali a high-five. He went to the altar and began unloading his utility bag.
“Come here, baby.” I held my hand out. She took it and linked our fingers together as I draped my arm over her shoulder.
“Doors are locked; coast is clear,” Arlen announced, pulling her hood off.
“Where do you want him?”
“You’re letting me choose?”
“This is your show. We’re just the muscle.” Her eyes lit up like saucers and she did an excited shimmy.
Slipping out from beneath my arm, she spun around like a ringmaster and pointed to a large silver cross leaning against the wall.
“Can you use that to cross him up?” She looked at me and laughed at her own joke. “With those,” she clarified, pointing to the long metal chain Cobra had placed on the altar.
“We can make that work.” Grimm answered before I could, dragging a struggling Azel towards the altar.
I went and retrieved the cross. I carried it to the altar and I propped it up.
“Lift, strip, tie.” I pointed to each of us and grabbed the chain. Cobra cut Azel’s robes off and partially assisted Grimm holding him up as I secured his left and then his right arm on the bars of the cross.
“God, we’re all going straight to hell,” Arlen groaned.
Cobra paused and looked at her with a mischievous grin.
“Take a good look around you, sweetheart, cause you’re already there. This world is hell and that psychopathic asshole is the devil.” He pointed to me with the tip of his knife.
“So what does that make the rest of us?” she scoffed.
“Well, I’m clearly his most trusted, loyal, advisor,” he hyped, tearing the last piece of robe from the now constrained Azel.
“Grimm is self explanatory. He kills shit without discrimination, takes no bribes, and never fails to get the job done.”
“That’s actually pretty accurate,” Grimm approved, pulling Azel’s drawers down to his ankles.
“Cali is his beautifully insane, dark, maleficent queen.” He sighed dramatically and looked to the ceiling. “Even the devil needs love.”
I shook my head and looked at Cali. She stared back at me with an unreadable expression on her angelic face.
His spot-on definition did crazy shit to my head.
She just didn’t know how serious he was.
“That’s sickeningly sweet, but ya’ll aren’t that bad.”
“Of course, you would say that, Arlen, because you don’t know us…yet. But you’re more than likely dead anyway so tough shit for you.”
“Ya’ll don’t know us—”
“I know Cali.” I cut her off and put an end to the discussion. No one said anything; Grimm and Cobra didn’t even attempt to act surprised by my words.
Did I know what her favorite color or her favorite food was? Fuck no. Did I know every sordid detail of her past? Also fuck no. Did I give a shit about any of that? Again: fuck no.
I knew she was so broken she didn’t even realize it. I knew what she saw when she looked in the mirror was nothing but confusion.
