

Nevertheless, he had fond memories of most of the Haitians he'd met. They hadn't had a decent thing to say about their homeland, "bad place" being the most common and kindest. He knew-or had known-quite a few Haitians, expats he'd had regular dealings with back when he'd been a cop and worked a case in Little Haiti, Miami.

He knew this about Haiti: voodoo, AIDS, Papa Doc, Baby Doc, boat people, and, recently, an American military invasion called Operation Restore Democracy he'd seen on TV. "Haytee?" Max said as if he'd heard wrong. There were a lot of things he wouldn't have to worry about again, and he'd been doing a lot of worrying lately, nothing but worrying. Optimistically, with things going according to plan and ending happily for all concerned, Max was looking at riding off into the sunset a millionaire ten to fifteen times over. Most people said he was the best in the business-or at least they had until April 17, 1989, the day he'd started a seven-year sentence in Attica for manslaughter and had his license permanently revoked. Missing persons were his specialty, finding them his talent. Max Mingus was an ex-cop turned private investigator. Those were the terms and, if he chose to accept them, that was the deal. New York City, NovemTEN MILLION DOLLARS if he performed a miracle and brought the boy back alive, five million dollars if he came back with just the body and another five million if he dragged the killers in with it-their dead-or-alive status was immaterial, as long as they had the kid's blood on their hands. When Chloe is struck down by a fatal curse, Lucifer and Dan struggle to save her - through any means necessary./ Series: Max Mingus Mr.

Chloe Decker/Dan Espinoza/Lucifer Morningstar.
