That was a very fine point, one that sent Crowley looking back to the iron bars and giving the door a little shake just to test it. The darn thing barely moved. It was a heavy iron thing with an impressively substantial lock.

"That book will be with that one guy, the old one that was shouting at the others. It'll either be in his room or he will be carrying it. I doubt he would just leave something like that laying around. We just need to find out who he is."

A slight frown.

"And sneak up on him. If he can take magic away who knows what else he could do."