“If need be I’ll give them a horse, and fully stocked carriage to leave. I don’t want my people killing them. As I’ve said anyone breaking the laws of the city are escorted the the jails. One they’ll most likely break us to insult me. I would rather avoid that,” Asran said. Then leaned his head back against the wall tiredly. He was still exhausted from yesterday. “I’ll escort you over to the jails.” Then pushed off the wall waving for Ayrie to follow him.  

They walked past the front desk where the secretaries worked. Some women seeing their boss pass them gave him a hungry look. Which Asran brushed off as old hat. He knew what they wanted was just his body or his power. They didn’t really care for the man behind it all. He walked out the front door holding it open for Ayrie with a smile. Which earned Ayrie the women’s ire due to jealousy. Which earned a glaring glance from Asran. 

Once they were out, and away from city hall Asran called a taxi service. He told them to take them to Purgatory Jail. The driver nodded looking a little apprehensive, but drove them there without issue. 
When they got to Purgatory the place looked ominous with its immensely high walls. With guard posts patrolled by men in uniform carrying rifles. Crows landing on the wall making sharp cries. “Ugh, my designer seriously went overboard with this place. Then again this place does harbor some of the worst criminals in the world... oh yeah I forgot to mention. I don’t just get criminals from my city. Purgatory is one of the world’s best prisons so cities that can’t handle their more horrendous criminals send them here to me.”