"Liar." "See? Told you that you were perceptive." He hesitated, sucking on his bottom lip as if mulling something over in his mind. He drew closer again, only this time he sat on the side of the table next to me, the old wood creaking painfully under his weight. "Look, let's get one thing straight about all this. You are part of something huge here. Archangels, demons, God and Lucifer themselves. It might seem fantastical but it's real. Dangerously real because when the angels start resorting to trickery to achieve their plans, you know some serious s**t is about to go down."
"Trickery?" I asked. "Just as we are expected to live by certain rules, so are the angels. If you think mankind has got it bad, you want to spend a day in the life of the Archangels. Imagine working in an office with
