Chapter 73

"When any soul abandons savagely its body, rending self by self away,

Minos consigns it to the seventh gulf"

-Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy

These instructions weren't clear. There were hundreds of crowded bridges in London. I had no idea why Morpheus didn't just tell me where I was supposed to find that mongrel in the red coat. Lucifer was intent on making this test difficult for me. I had a few ideas about the location of the Forgotten Street, but nothing concrete. I remembered that a couple of weeks ago Ricky mentioned an upcoming election in hell. Maybe the dark lord was ready to shift things around downstairs in case of an uprising. I didn't think that there was a demon out there that could challenge him, but everything was possible during these shaky times. Either way, I had to figure this puzzle quickly.