I studied Erof for a while. Any wrong move and all will be lost. I have come a long way to lose everything because of not voicing my words correctly.
He was a demon. A freaking prince of hell. Whatever that meant. Though I had an idea, he might be the son of Lucifer. Which would be weird because the bastard hid himself. Maybe he married one demon? Who knows?
Erof snapped his fingers, and I got back to reality again. I needed to play this nicely and carefully.
I needed to save both Amara and Sam. Though Sam was stupid enough to strike a deal with a demon, he needed not to be punished in that way. His wife knew nothing about the deal, so I needed to save her. That was why I decided to work for the Vatican in the first place. To help people out.
I looked at Sam and he looked as helpless a
