Back To Her Roots (Book 2 of Fell in Love with the Devil series)

Everything's Coming Up Lucifer [3]

"Ah! There you are," Lucifer cheered as he walked up to Maya at the station.

"Oh. Hey. I've got some news on the case, not your mom's case...the work case," Maya explained.

"Me too. But go on, ladies first,"

"Well, our drug dealer's alibi is still shaky. Uh, but he did mention there's another dealer,"

"Oh. That's what I heard,"

"And Amy's lawyered up, so we can't get anything out of her. And all we have on this other dealer is that he's selling prescription pills. Oxys, Percocet." Maya led Lucifer to her desk.

"Not my phase, but they do in a pinch," Lucifer smiled as he noticed the new nameplate on Maya's desk.

"So, if the story stands, we're looking for someone in healthcare. Doctor, pharmacist. I'm gonna go through these booking sheets for anyone in the medical industry that's been charged in the last couple of years,"

"Right." Lucifer sighed as he took a seat on the other side of Maya's desk "Oh. There is one thing that might help..." He looked over a photo that was on Maya's pile "Bobby B,"

Maya looked at the photo that Lucifer was holding "What's that?"

"She was like a mother to her,"

Maya looked up and noticed Lucifer's eyes flash "Lucifer?" she placed a hand on his.

"I have some issues that I need to work out," Lucifer claimed. "And I think I know just how to do it,"

Maya nodded and grabbed her leather jacket.

"Alone," Lucifer corrected, causing Maya to quirk an eyebrow as she watched the Devil leave her office.

***

Lucifer walked down the driveway surrounded by fake flamingos, he knocked on the pink door.

Roberta opened the door with a smile "Mr. Morningstar," she greeted.

"Hello, murderer," Lucifer said.

"Murderer?" Roberta asked confused as Lucifer walked into her house. "I don't...I don't understand,"

"Oh, Roberta, can we skip the boring part where you deny it and just...Let's get to the good stuff, shall we? Does it help if I call you Bobby B?"

"What are you talking about?"

Lucifer gasped sarcastically "Oh, it's very simple. You stole drugs from the hospital and sold them to Amy Dodd, your biggest client, who you met on set. You introduced Jillian to Amy, got her the job. But then she helped Amy get sober. You felt betrayed. Yada yada yada. You killed her. Then you tried to frame a new dealer. Am I getting close?"

"That's ludicrous,"

"No. No, what's ludicrous is that you were like a mother to her, and you sacrificed her like she was nothing. Did she mean so little to you in the end? Really? Tell me. Why would you do that? Why?"

"You need to go now,"

"Tell me why,"

"Stay back," Roberta warned.

"You plunged two rods into her skull to make her look like the Devil, but you know what? She's not the Devil, I am,"

Roberta grabbed a fire poker and raised it.

Lucifer laughed at the move "There we go! I love a game of poker. Go on, I'll give you a freebie, just to make it interesting,"

Roberta whacked Lucifer in the head, the force causing him to turn around and fall to the ground.