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“What the hell do you mean she’s with Lucifer?”
“And Maze,” Chloe added, digging through her closet, occasionally shoving something to the side or tossing it on the bed. Most of it was black or gray. Because saying his daughter was also with the freakishly strong bartender who thought nothing of the law and thinks she is a demon bodyguard makes it so much better?
“What were you thinking, Chloe?” he demanded. It was bad enough he could hardly get his ex-wife away from that Satan-wannabe, but his daughter’s fascination with him was beginning to grate on Dan’s nerves.
“I was thinking that Trixie loves Lucifer, and Maze too. I needed her somewhere safe and what could be safer than the Devil and his ninja demon?” The way she said that like she not only believed that bullshit but that she condoned it was enough to make Dan desperately want a strong drink.
“They’re criminals. They think they’re from HELL. They have probably killed people, they have definitely tortured people. And you thought, hey, I’ll just leave my eight year old with them? What makes you think you get to do that?” She finally stepped out of her closet and arched her brow at him. Her silence and cold glare seemed to drag on for eons. That was when Dan knew he was in trouble.
“What made me think I could do that? Hmm, let me think,” Chloe grabbed a black dress out of the closet and tossed it on the bed. She stooped to pull a pair of strappy heels out of the bottom before she turned to face him, her arms crossing over her chest. “I think the full custody I received when my lying ex-husband was arrested says I could do that. That and the fact that the same lying ex had been basically absent from her entire life up until the last few months during which he was feeling guilty for all his LIES. At least Lucifer never lies to me, Dan. And you know what? He risked his life to save your daughter, do you remember that?”
“Do you remember me turning myself in to save him?”
“AFTER you made me think I was crazy and got the entire department to hate me to save your own ass!” Chloe was screaming now.
Dan started to deliver the same argument he felt like he’d been repeating for weeks, ever since he was released on a long suspension, but she raised her hand. “Don’t even try telling me you did it for me again, Dan. You did it for yourself. You made a mistake and you have to live with it. Now, I need to change, so get out of my room.”
With her dismissal issued, she turned to her bed to get the dress. Dan noticed then that she’d picked out something far more formal than she usually did.
“Where are you going?”
“To Lux,” was all she said before slamming her door in his face.