25. Lucy I didn’t leave, as I probably should have. Instead I blinked to make myself invisible. I’d find Satan and Lucy and follow them at a safe distance, waiting for an opportunity to snatch her from under his nose. He couldn’t have either of us. If I wanted to go completely unnoticed, I’d need to make any DNA that would make my scent stand out dormant. The only way to smell like I belonged, and therefore not smell to those who resided in hell, was to become one of them. I quickly looked inwards and analysed the strands of DNA that were associated with my once mortal self, the part of me that was earth-bound angel, and pure angel — the latter thanks to Danny’s blood. It had been a while since I’d done this. Thank goodness for a memory that would leave an elephant envious. I simply del

