She walked up to the information desk forcing the muscles of her face to smile at the young blonde woman sitting there. ‘Hello, I am wondering if yo... can direct me to James Oliver’s room?’ she asked politely. The woman’s face dropped and her eyes filled with tears. ‘I am not allowed to send anyone in there. He’s in critical condition.’ Angel swallowed. ‘I am his next of kin. Officer Sampson called me and told me that I was needed down here.’ ‘Your name?’ the woman asked getting a funny. Mary began her own climb up the rope. John was doing an excellent job of holding the rope steady. As normal for her and many other girls, the rope rubbed the top portion of her slit right over her clitoris. It wasn’t rough enough to cause a rope burn or anything like that, but it was enough to sexually excite her. Normally however it would have been another girl holding the rope instead of John. The however girls didn’t hold it as rigidly as John was now. This caused stimulation of the rope to. "Alex, how are you my boy?" Lucifer started, in his own voice. It was eerily sweet, while still maintaining a very masculine tone. "Oh, don't rush to speak" He said in a mocking tone, with a slight chuckle. "Well, you may wonder why the Devil has chosen to visit you, and I will be frank. You will die of a clotted artery next week. I have come here to give you an option. Mind you, I am not asking for your soul, but to instead simply to give you a second chance at life. I know your passion. I can. Fulton, a young red haired woman dressed conservatively in a skirtand blouse, opened the door and gestured for both men to follow,escorting both men to another conference room. This one had two chairsopposite each other with a table in between. Two cups of hot coffee anda tray of donuts sat at the center.Ms. Fulton adjusted her glasses. "Please have a seat until called. Theboard with have their results shortly."Kay immediately slouched down on the chair, grabbing a donut. It almostreached.