Merlin chuckled maliciously as the demon immediately looked up and blanched as he saw the trap on the ceiling. "Not getting away this time," he said darkly, picking up the cocktail shaker and tipping in some ice. "We know what you're about, now."
The demon's eyes darted about, looking for some way to get out of this, anything he could do to to wriggle out through a chink somewhere and get free. He said nothing as Merlin shook up the martini and poured two glasses out, offering one to Hecate.
"Well it was fucking stupid, coming back here, wasn't it?" Merlin said, shaking his head. "Surely you know Lucifer was dead, and his prisoners set free."
Dead?? Lucifer hadn't mentioned that part... The demon grimaced, baring his teeth, stepping away from the edge of the trap because it was so unnerving having solid air at his back.
"What are you going to do with me?" It was Hermes' voice but not his tone. Hermes would never sound so hollow.