"Too right. I think it's a year full of promise," he said. "I think I ended last year on a high note. And think this one is beginning superbly."

He was gloating a little, but it would be unbecoming of a demon not to gloat after what he'd done. He'd done a despicable job and likely caused chaos that would reverberate in those poor people's lives for weeks to come. Damage well done.

But here, in the park with the bread and the ducks and the angel by his side, Crowley thought he might have done just enough to take a small holiday from it all. After all, the Antichrist had been rather strident about the whole 'messing people about' thing.

"What do you think it holds?"