We drove past the Hellopolis and into Asmodeus' market district, where every pleasure, pain, and forbidden fruit was offered for a price. Damien's bar was full, and I saw Arietta wave to me, then slow down, drinking a margarita. Her golden eyes and Italian curls sparkled in the sunshine. "Yo, Shannon, got a backseat available? I'm on my way to the barracks too, gotta give Samael an update on our pack scouting out the Watchers. Hey, who the fuck is that?" I used my petersword to start the Yugo - Jesus still insisted I drive even though he was the age he was Crucified. The engine rumbled, and under the cosmos spooling out on the celestial highway, Naamah and Cain and Tubal-Cain waved goodbye as we drove off, behind Odin's motorcycle Wild Hunt gang leaving Siduri's diner.
Odin honked.
Loki made sure to cut me off.
"Fucking Norse gods," I sighed. "Save their life, and they make you eat dirt on the highway."
