Adam looked intensely at John again, frustrated that he couldn't read him apart from knowing that he had just told the relative truth. It was now clear that the guy knew about demons, but that didn't necessarily make him a friend. He could be a demon hunter. He looked like Adam had always imagined a demon hunter would look. But Adam knew not to go on appearances.

He'd also noticed that John flinched when he mentioned the Metatron. So he must know about angels, too. Maybe he was a hit man sent from Heaven to finish off Crowley. But then why would the package be for both of them? Would Heaven and Hell have joined forces to hire one mortal hit man to take out their two field agents? It seemed unlikely. Could there be a third party involved in the war? Adam clearly needed more information.

"Oh, have you met Crowley and Aziraphale before? They are here, but they're pretty sick and I don't want anything you're bringin' to make them sicker. So you can give me the package to give to them or I can take you to see them tomorrow."

Adam tried to read John's reaction to this idea, but the man was stone-faced. He continued.

"And I'm not in charge of security, by the way. Actually, there isn't any security staff here at all. I just look after stuff. But I wouldn't worry about Crowley's car. It will be fine until he gets it."