Page 91 of Destined for Eternity
She cleared her throat. “I’d have to meet and approve of whoever would work with us. Also, they’d have to be willing to let me decide the punishment for their misbehavior—whether they get sent back to Hell or get executed by one of the slayers.”
Samael hesitated. “Agreed to the first. For the second, we will need to work out an acceptable plan for what constitutes a death sentence.”
“If they kill a human, they die. No compromises there,” Melena said.
“Very well.” The high demon worked his jaw. “But only if it’s proven beyond a reasonable doubt that they are the culprit, and they committed the act on purpose. A car accident where they made a mistake doesn’t count.”
Melena stared at him, unflinching. “We’ll work out a list of crimes and punishments, but if you want to work with me, there won’t be many compromises.”
Bartol couldn’t help admiring the sensor’s ability to negotiate with the high demon. She showed no fear and stood her ground, despite his intimidating presence.
“I would expect no less,” Samael said, a smile playing at his lips. He was enjoying talking to her.
“Youaren’t working with my mate,” Lucas growled.
“Not on a daily basis, no.” The high demon gave the nephilim an amused look. “I must maintain an office here with Jeriel so that I can head the demon contingent who resides on Earth, but I will still negotiate the legalities with her.”
Jeriel stood, face turning red. “Wait a minute…I did not agree to you having an office here, and I will be part of the negotiations on what constitutes a crime or not.”
Samael dipped his chin. “Of course, I did not mean to leave you out.”
In fact, he had purposely snubbed the archangel, showing more interest in a less powerful sensor. Demons did love their games, and one could never predict how they’d play them. Bartol sighed. It was going to be a long meeting before he could return home to his mate and child.
