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LUKE'S POV Coming out through the gate, I saw someone standing a little bit far, putting on nothing but black. Black cap, black trousers, black jacket, back jacket, all black. "Luke Reynold," he said, turning around. And with that voice, indeed, it was Lucifer. He also had a mask on, still black. "You showed up quite fast. Have you been trying to be like Barry Allen these past few days?" His tone was quite mocking. "No silly questions. Let's just get this done with." I budged closer to him. "You're right. Now, where's the money?" "It's going to be sent directly to your bank account." He laughed. "That's actually a nice thing. So, when are you going to follow through with this?" "Later in the day." "Why don't you just do it now?" "Why don't you just reveal this person to me?" I retorted. "Sorry, but I'm no fool. If I give you information, you might just go away like that, not giving me anything." "I'm not like that." He chuckled. "Can't trust anybo