When the call came from security, Lindsey's temper rocketed from calm to irate quicker than the acceleration of a race car. He'd assured Darla that she would get Angel and have a safe place to vamp him, but last he knew, the plan was to draw him to her by taking his baby sister. Instead, according to the guard he'd just gotten off the phone with, he was in the lobby. Lindsey had given the order to hold.
He made his way down to the lobby, glancing around for his archenemy when a thought struck. It would not be smart for a human Angel to make himself known in the lobby. Then the mental light switch flipped on. Lindsey was just a little more calm as he approached Wade. "Are you Deadpool?"