Constantine wasn't sure whether Tommy counted as a good person, but he was definitely the best person Constantine could find around him.
Because the best one had just been sent to Lucifer, so there was no way to reuse him. The runner-up had naturally risen to first place.
He should have used that driver friend, but unfortunately, during the last battle against the Cold Flame Society, Constantine had tricked him into driving a car bomb.
Chas, who had forty-seven lives, had not died that time. Instead, he had become a severely burned Vegetative State in the explosion. Naturally, he could no longer resurrect as before. He had been hospitalized recently, so it really wasn't convenient to bring him out for use.
After leaving Lucifer's nightclub, Constantine had originally planned to return to Limbo and hide from the trouble. After all, even if the sky fell, Batwoman and Deathstroke would be there to hold it up.
If they couldn't hold it up, they could talk about it then.
But the moment he opened the door and returned to the dimension where his old home was located, he nearly got torn apart by those red-furred monsters. They seemed to have been lying in wait for him, waiting to use him to control the House of Mystery, this cosmic miracle.
Fortunately, he had offended too many people over the years, so he constantly kept a whole pile of magical protections on himself. He managed to escape safely.
Those monsters did not pursue him. Instead, they continued surrounding his House of Mystery, preventing it from taking off and becoming the final Ark.
This problem had to be solved, so Constantine could only think of the previous plan. He had spent the last of his money on alcohol, originally intending to have a drink with