Hell.
Crowley was furious. He rarely Lost his temper, but when he did things got ugly. He already killed a dozen of his best demons, but it didnât take any of his anger away. He had Meg, he had the angel, but heâd let them slip right through his fingers. It was true what they said. If toi want something to be done good, toi have to do it yourself.
He was torturing another demon, when he sensed someone was summoning him.
â âs Your lucky dayâ Crowley said, before he vanished. âThis better be very goodâ he a dit to the brunette woman.
âI want to make a dealâ the woman said. She...
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