I decided to grab a chair and pop squat in the kitchen at the table. The chairs were those oversized, heavy wooden ones, you know what I'm talking about, The kind of chair you want on your side in a home invasion. Well, technically, I guess it would be considered a palace invasion. Would anyone ever dare burglarize a palace? I bet if they did when they found out Lucifer lived here, they'd make themselves paranoid, waiting for his retaliation. I noticed I was having mental diarrhea of the mouth, so I clamped my lips shut so hard. I felt like if I weren't careful, I really would start spouting out all kinds of things I'm not supposed to know. I can't help if it comes out; I nervously babble. I knew Spade would be here anytime now, and I also knew she wanted to tell me something. It had to
