Three days later, Cayenne and Stefan visited Arthur in jail. To make things look even more realistic, Cayenne was sitting on a wheelchair while Stefan pushed it behind her.
"Good morning, Officer Seville." Cayenne greeted Lucian softly when she passed by his desk. "I want to speak with Arthur."
"Sorry, you'd have to come in that condition. How are you?" Lucian asked not knowing that Cayenne was just acting.
"I'm fine. I'm still alive and kicking." Cayenne replied with a faint smile. "Don't worry about me. My husband has been taking care of me."
Lucian nodded his head towards Stefan who was standing behind Cayenne's wheelchair. "Just give me a moment. I'll arrange for the two of you to meet." Lucian left and talked to other officers while Cayenne waited for him at the lobby.
