Tyra smiled, "wow, why weren't you doing this job earlier?" She said laughing, Tyra thought about what he said, "any clue how to crack down on the drug ring?"

"No idea." Lucifer answered with a snort. At her comment, he leaned down and opened up the vest the girl was wearing. Lucifer reached into an inside pocket, rummaged around... and pulled out a bag of Cocaine. He studied it for a moment before answering. "Las Diablos is the drug band she was probably involved in. This has their stamp all over it, and they are big sellers of cocaine." Lucifer let out a small breath.

Tyra nodded, "you know where they are?" Tyra said, hee eyes widened when he reached into the girls pockets, "how do you know what to do every single time?" She said, generally curious

Lucifer nodded, then winced. "Well- I just know. Owning a nightclub, you know a lot of people, and you hear a lot of things." He answered, tossing the bag at a detective with gloves on. He gave the address to Tyra. "Downtown bar. You can't miss the sign... giant red letters saying *LAS DIABLOS* right across the front." He commented, going back to his car.

Tyra grunted and picked up the bag, "I will drop her off at the station first" Tyra said, nodding at the body, she quickly put the body in the bag and gagged.
Tyra pulled up at the station, turning in the body for a autopsy. Tyra walked back over to her car and pressed on the gas, speeding down a street, a Large red sign crossed her vision Tyra turned and pulled into the car park

Tyra got out of the car, and looked around, and deep in a deep breath, she gave Lucifer a look, "why are we going to a bar?" She asked narrowing her eyes at the door, last time she went in a bar with Lucifer, things didn't turn out as they seemed

Lucifer spread his hands. "Don't look at me! Las Diablos is a bar.. that's where they do their drug thing." He said innocently, lifting his eyebrows and offering a tenative smile. "I didn't choose to come here." Lucifer shrugged with a chuckle, stuffing his hands in his pockets and walking forward. He entered the bar and gazed around- men yelling, people gambling, and drinks being served. It was obviously at least half of them were drunk. "Plus this is obviously a different kind of bar." Lucifer stated, weaving through the crowd before getting to the center. "HELLO EVERYONE- may I have your attention please! Bring your leader to me right now or there will be consequences!" He clapped his hands together with a charming smile as everyone turned to him. "H-hey y-you're not supposed to b-be heree..." One of the guys said in a drunken tone, staggering forward. One, more sober looking guy disappeared and then they all hushed as a man built like a brick with scars literally everywhere visible walked up. "You wanted me?" He adsressed Lucifer in a gruff voice. "Ah yes- where's the drugs?" Lucifer asked politely.

Tyra lifted a eyebrow at the man with the scars, "definition of a tough guy" she said, she now felt very out of place with her officer vest on.

The man crossed his burly arms and glared at Lucifer. "What drugs." He growled, completely ignoring Tyra. "Ohh stop play stupid with me. Let me guess... in here?" Lucifer strut to the back of the room and pushed open a door where a scary amount of drugs lay. "Oof, I never imagined there would be THIS many." He mused, turning to the angry and surprised looking man. "This is private property! You are not supposed to be here!" He snarled, jogging forward to stand in front of the door. "The detective already saw it. Now it is her turn to shine!" Lucifer smiled slyly and stepped back.