He chuckled and turned his head. "There he is. You know, seeing this is your church I'd figured you'd be quicker." He dropped the mortal as asked but let flames curl around his hand and pointed it to the mortal. "You don't call, you don't write. You move and your pet dies Mikey."
"I'm tired of chasing leads Mikey. You're going to find out who put my kid in that box. Or you can watch this place turn to cinders. I'll survive the fire. So will you. Cupcake here, not so much."