"Looking for car parts?" He chewed a toothpick between fleshy lips.
If Eddy was the demon, he should have been acting twitchy, trying to get to the jewel, but he looked like the last time he experienced tension was being squeezed out the birth canal.
"Transmission," I said as Leo chimed in with "Engine."
Eddy's brows creased, but he shrugged. "Well. Sounds like a car in need of some TLC." He took out his toothpick and jabbed it at the lot. "Use whatever you need. Engine hoists, wheel carts, we have it all. Let me know if you need a hand."
The hoists, strewn around the lot, resembled primary-colored metal swing sets mounted on fat tire wheels. In the center of each was a lift secured with heavy chain and huge hydraulic pulleys.
"Thanks," I said. "It's a bit of a project. Might take us a while to find what we need."