think we can all agree this started at the auction.”

“Campbell!”

“I told you. She’s Lucifer!”

“Auction.” Mackie had to raise his voice to be heard. “What auction?”

All four girls turned to look at him in unison. They looked so… innocent. Sweet. As pure as the driven snow.

“Officer,” Lucifer said demurely, “far be it from little old me to tell you how to do your job, but if I were you, I would circle back to that.” She offered him a subtle, conspiratorial smile. “If you want the good stuff, you should cut straight to asking about our accomplices.”