CHAPTER 87
“Where the f**k is she?”
Lucifer’s voice cut through the mall like a gunshot as he stormed into the store, and the heavy glass doors slammed behind him.
The sharp click of his shoes on the marble floor was the only sound as he moved forward. He was losing his cool but he had to be in charge.
His men trailed behind him, all clad in black with their weapons aimed at everyone.
At his presence, the cashier gasped, stumbling back into the counter. Someone near the entrance tripped over his own feet, scrambling away with eyes that were wide with fear. A mother clutching her toddler, dropped to the ground to shield her from him.
No one dared to breathe.
Lucifer didn’t even glance at them. They were nothing. His stare was deadly and locked onto the trembling guard standing stiff
