The last time these three came to see him, they'd staged what could only be called an intervention. It did not end well. Lucifer hoped they had the sense not to try anything so ridiculous again. Lighting up another clove cigarette, he crossed the street, heading toward Waterfront Park.
“We're here because we have a problem,” Michael said, coming up beside him.
“We? Since when am I a part of we?”
“Since always,” said Raphael from behind him. The sidewalks in this part of town barely held two people, forcing Raphael and Gabriel to take up the rear. “It was your choice not to act on it.”
“Uh huh. So what is this problem?” Lucifer asked, stopping at the corner. A car had come up to the intersection, and he waited for it to pass before crossing.
“It would be best if we showed you,” Gabriel
