Lucifer I followed the directions Belle gave me, and when I knocked on, this Mr. Peters guy looked at me warily, fear in his eyes. “You alright?” I asked. “I know who you are,” he hissed. I took a step towards him and challenged, “and who am I Mr. Peters?” “T-t-the beast!” I rolled my eyes at him and answered, “just give me the damn books.” He shook his head, so I dramatically leaned my forearms along the side of his door frame leaning in closer to him. “I’m not leaving until you give me the books, so, unless you want me hanging around, I suggest you just give them to me.” He shoved them at me, then slammed the door shut. I made my way back when Belle wheeled herself over to me. “Shouldn’t you be running the shop or something?” “Come,” she grinned, holding out a hand to me. I l

