See Me As I Am

ChloePOV: Seeing is Believing

Back at the office, Chloe did some digging on Carmen Grant. The guy had no phone and no bank accounts. It was like he was a ghost. There wasn't even property registered under his name. Chloe knew he must have aliases, but tracking those down was gonna take time.

At least that would have been the case if Lucifer hadn't just shown up to work one day with a list of Carmen Grant's aliases.

"How?" Chloe asked, stunned.

"Let's just say I put Maze on the case," Lucifer smiled.

"Your bartender?" Chloe asked, still confused.

"My demon," Lucifer corrected. Chloe decided she would process that later.

"Carmen Grant is already a wanted man. We can have the police raid this address," Chloe said. "I just need to get a warrant."

"Okay and while we wait on the warrant we can pay him a social visit," Lucifer smiled.

"No, Lucifer, we can't do that," Chloe said.

"Well we can't let the police get ahold of the wings either," Lucifer reminded her. "I promise, no breaking and entering." She looked at him dubiously, but in the end gave in.

"I'm driving," she said.

"I would expect nothing less," Lucifer sighed as if someone had taken away his favourite toy.

Lucifer was oddly quiet while they drove. She could tell the loss of his wings was really bothering him. She couldn't help but wonder what he'd do with them when he found them. It sounded to her like he'd been keeping them in a box before, but after going to such lengths to get them back, would he really lock them away again? She couldn't help but wonder what he looked like with wings.

Chloe parked then turned to Lucifer. "No violence," she reminded him.

"Just some good solid threatening," Lucifer replied, as he got out of the car.

Chloe stood back a ways as Lucifer approached the door and rang the bell. When Carmen Grant opened it, she found herself actually a bit surprised that Maze's information had been good. Demon. She shook her head. Not something to think about now.

"It's... you," Carmen said, in a shaky whisper.

"That's right, me," Lucifer exclaimed. "Lucifer bloody Morningstar. Do you mind if I come in?" And without waiting for an answer Lucifer walked right in. Chloe followed quietly behind. She didn't have her gun out, but she was on edge, ready for anything.

"Who is she?" Carmen asked as he spotted Chloe. She was at a loss to try and explain her presence here, especially since she wasn't here in official police capacity and didn't have a warrant.

"She isn't what you should be worried about right now, Carmen," Lucifer said, turning Carmen's attention back on him and saving Chloe from having to explain herself.

"You don't understand," Carmen said shakely.

"No, I understand perfectly," Lucifer said with complete certainty. "A lifelong atheist, you took one peek at the wings and something changed in you. The great white light was revealed, and a believer was born. One who couldn't part with real divinity!"

"It wasn't my fault," Carmen said, sounding almost desperte now. "Someone tipped me off. I thought he was bringing me a sculpture. I didn't know what they were. I never would have done it if I'd had any idea what I was actually dealing with."

Chloe almost couldn't believe her eyes. Here was a grown man, a criminal even, falling apart in front of Lucifer over angel wings. Then again, listening to Lucifer talk to his brother yesterday had been quite something as well. The evidence really was piling up in favour of his actually being the Devil.