He sighed softly, running his hands through his hair. Taking a puff of his cigarette. He stayed in the shadows, corner of an Alley. He was supposed to find someone and kill them after they made a deal. It was a few years, usually hell would send a hellhound or something. But Lucifer sent Charlie to deal with this on his own, he finished the cigarette. Stepping on it. He looked up, something catching his attention it was you. He was curious about them. Watching them quietly