The people stared at him. Something Lucifer had gotten used to over the years of his work.
Sure it wasn't nice having people stare at you but it came with the job and the fact that he didn't seem to fit in.
If he was going to get his job done quickly and be out, he needed to be close to his victims, finish them off quickly and move on with his life.
Some kids quickly ran past him as Lucifer quickly dragged the one in the middle and pulled him back. The rest of the kids quickly disappeared leaving the eight year old to his fate.
"Let me go, I did nothing wrong. You can't prove anything." The kid said as Lucifer merely rose his shirt up and the kid saw his gun that was strapped in his jeans and he gulped before slowly bringing out Lucifer's wallet from under his shirt.
"Atta boy." Lucifer said patting him on his head as he took back his wallet and dropped it in his pockets.
