Duke had let himself be herded. It wasn't as though he was going to try to go anywhere other than the boat, after all. But it did mean he didn't have to think too much about where they were going, which was good because he was fully thinking too much about -- everything else.

About Jennifer settling in okay in Baltimore. (About her looking dead on the beach.) About Nathan and Audrey. (About Mara and if Audrey was really just gone.)

About what William had said. About feeling like his insides were doing their best to become his outsides. About how he might have fully sucked the life out of several fish and patch of grass and given it to Jennifer. . . .

He wasn't saying anything either. He was just making a beeline for Lucifer, fully intending to just -- wrap himself around him and ask him to help shut his brain off for awhile.