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Lou [Lucifer] says nothing for a moment again, a long moment, can’t help but match the smile with pride of his own. “I want to make a deal with you.”
A deal, huh? No other cock sucking cop would ever get Michael to make a fucking deal without it raising his hackles, yet it were with that pretty face and clever wit that he could not help but listen. “You have my attention for exactly one minute before I leave and plot your execution.”
Lou laughs for real this time, shakes his head some with closed eyes before returning to those bruising blues he too finds quite lovely.
“It's real simple, I promise! In exchange for letting you continue to wipe out vagrants and cunts uncontested, you come and start working for me as my understudy. I can’t keep sicking my men on false leads and they’re going to catch you eventually if your killing spree doesn't corroborate with a good story.”
Working with me, I can cover for you. “All you have to do is come with me when your next crime is reported so you can help me improve my alibis and falsify the evidence. It’ll also cover your ass so that as the bodies pile up, they won’t be able to trace it back to you.”
Michael makes a smug face for certain, nose wrinkling with his eyes glimmering sharper than the knives he uses to do his job. It’s then that he’ll rise to his feet for good, plopping the hat down where he once sat so he can get a closer look at this so-called ‘Lou’; considering the absolute lack of distance as it were, the blonde can’t help but press into him some, rests his hands in between the brunette’s on the desk.
“Helping me get away with what I’m doing gives me the impression you have a terrible set of morals, Mr. Morningstar.”
Lou smiles like somebody told him he won a million dollars, does not flinch or break the contact Michael put upon him. It has the effect of endearing the blonde; for once in his life, he did not see this body before him as separate parts but a unified whole, a body he did not want to cut into but would rather keep close to his, instead.
“I’d like to think that improved crime rates in the city thanks to your work gives me an improved set of morals, Mr. Ryan.”