“What if we start there?” Liia asked.
Morgan groaned.
“One. I meant one.”
“So did I,” she challenged him.
“Okay,” he shot back, unsure of what she meant.
“The last one. Your deal with the Devil was to find his excavated burial,” she trailed.
“Provided he actually died here.”
“Don’t say that,” Liia stopped him.
“Say what?”
“Don’t give the Devil a gender. It’s neither.”
“No, Lucifer is a male.”
“To you,” she countered. “The angel turned devil is not what humans say.”
Morgan groaned once more.
“Just trust me on this,” she huffed. “We won’t find it’s resting place if we look for a physical being.”
“You sound like you’ve done this before,” Morgan teased.
Her silence was telling. She had.
“What aren’t you telling me?” Morgan tentatively asked.
“I’m not hiding anything,
