Amelia POV

The night air pressed against me.

I crouched low behind a thicket of thorned bushes, my knees sinking into damp earth.

The building ahead of me was small and unassuming.

This walls were old and fading and with  a single narrow window there.

From the outside, it looked harmless.

I leaned forward just enough to see inside.

Lucifer stood near the center of the room.

The sight of him hit me like a blow to the ribs.

He looked… different.

He wasn't weak or ...