"Is that really necessary?" Jophiel asked.
"This man tried to assassinate the Prime Minister."
"It's okay," Private Hasdiel said. His white wings fluttered with hope. "I'm used to it. Really. All that matters is somebody finally responded to one of my letters."
"Leave us," Jophiel ordered the guards.
One of them moved to leave, but the other one sneered at her, no doubt aware she'd been busted down in rank to E-fuzzy. The first guard jabbed his thumb at the two-way mirror.
"Mess with her and you'll deal with him," the guard said.
The second guard glanced at the two-way mirror, his expression wary as he realized Kabshiel watched them from just outside. He trudged out after the first one, leaving Jophiel alone with the man who had purportedly tried to shoot Lucifer.
Oh … if only if he
