The absolute worst part of consulting for the LAPD is most definitely when Chloe makes Lucifer go out to investigate on his own. There’s not as much fun to it without the Detective around, and well, yes, technically she had told him to stay put and not speak to any potential witnesses under any circumstances whatsoever, but how else did she expect the suspect to get apprehended? Not by inane procedures, surely.
Making his way around the park where the man has been known to frequent, Lucifer’s eyes scan the crowd of people. Eventually he stops at a young man, someone who pointedly looks like he doesn’t belong there. Approaching him, he adorns a smile. “Excuse me, yes, hello. You wouldn’t happened to have seen a 5′8 slightly balding man skulking around here looking halfway deranged and, to be frank, slightly murdery, would you?”
There was part of him that wanted to ask if it was a trick question; to even ask something like that either meant he was with law enforcement or he was looking for someone. Both options were not something he wanted to truly look forward to, but all the same there was no denying that Ky’lar thought being asked something like that was ( still ) amusing.
❝ You mean every other person on the planet. ❞ He more or less was being honest. Well, as honest as he possibly could be at the moment in time,
❝ No, i haven’t seen anyone like that, but you could take a look i the mirror. Maybe you’re the very one you’re looking for. ❞
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