"Where is Lucifer?" Evana's voice echoed through the hospital corridor as she raced towards Demon and Ian, her heart pounding in her chest, her face full of anxiety. She'd been thinking and hoping that Lucifer would be safe as she'd flown all the way when she'd heard the message he'd dropped on her voicemail.
She watched as Demon exchanged a quick glance with Ian before answering, "He's with those people still, Evana. But the police are tracing him so..." And yet, the glance told her that everything was not so simple. The very fact was he was engaged.
"Are they tracing him or have they lost track of him? Don't lie to me, Demon," she asked directly, knowing that this was the only reason that these people would be worried even more.
"I am not lying! They did lose track for a while, but the GPS tracker we put on the ambulance is now working. We can follow them at a distance."
