Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 323

Jail is…just as bad as Kent remembers it being. Except this time, he knows he’s not getting out anytime soon. Whatever it is these guys have on him, it’s bad – it has to be. They wouldn’t have hunted him down at his damn urologist’s office if it wasn’t.

Whatever it is, they have him now and they’re not letting go. He is going down for something big.

“Lippert,” the guard says, coming to his cell and giving him a smirk through the bars. “Visitor.”

“I haven’t even gotten my damn phone call yet,” Kent snarls, frustrated. He’s been asking for hours.

“After the visit,” the guard says, uncaring. “You’ll get your turn.”

Kent gets to his feet as the guard opens the door. He follows all of the guard’s instructions, not bothering to give him any grief – though he could cause him one hell of a lot of trouble with very little effort.

Still. It won’t get him anywhere.

Kent sighs subtly through his nose as he walks towards the interrogation cell instead of the visitation center.

So. It’s that kind of visit, eh?

He clenches his jaw as he turns into the room and sees two surprising figures there. But he does his best to give no more reaction as he turns into the room and sits in the indicated chair, looking across the table at the Warden and at Ivan.

“That’s it?” Ivan says, smirking as Kent stares blankly across the table at the man he thought was dead and the boy he thought was playing mob boss. “I was hoping for more of a reaction from that.” Ivan’s smirk deepens as he tilts his head to the side, looking Kent up and down in his orange uniform. “I guess I’ll just have to settle for the reaction from your son and your girl. They, at least, were properly surprised.”

Kent says nothing. He has nothing to say that’s going to make any of this any better. But he certainly doesn’t miss the fact that Ivan is dressed completely differently than he’s ever been, in khaki pants and a blue button-down with his hair combed neatly to the side.

So. The kid’s a cop. Damn it, how did he miss that?

“Aren’t pleased to see me?” The warden growls.