50| Z E N J A W I N C H E S T E R
LUCIFER AND JACK are strolling among the junk cars somewhere else in the camp. Jack looked around for his charge but she was avoiding him like a plague. He understood why she was angry, he was hanging out with the devil— the person he said he never wanted to meet. But here he is now, following his father through the junk cars, listening to whatever he had to say.
"So there's Michael, your other uncle. Sort of a studly type. You know, warrior guy.", Lucifer stated.
Jack stiffened at the name. " I met Michael here. He tortured Zenja and made me watch.", he growled.
Lucifer placed a hand on his shoulder. "Same. Well, except he didn't torture my charge, I don't even have one— but, he did torture me so we owe him one, right?", Lucifer slaps Jack's shoulder
