“You know what I mean,” I sigh. “You’re the one with the word. You give an order, every other Infernal obeys.” “Unless my boss gives a different order; yes, yes, you’re right. Okay, then, to answer your question, I’ve been running things for two hundred and twelve years.” “That’s it?” I ask. He snorts with disgust. “Don’t you pay attention, girl? We kill for the position I hold. I’ve held onto this position longer than almost everyone who ever had it. And, since I like to brag, go check your history books. The past two hundred and twelve years have been very productive for us.
