Chapter 1818

Debra and Marion left the interrogation room.

Jordan checked his watch. "The kids are out of school. Juan has got them. When are you heading back?"

"Now," Debra replied. "Keep tabs on Stanley. Make sure he's not hiding anything else. Double-check his distribution channels. No loose ends."

"I've got it," Jordan said. "Go handle your kid."

He'd already stationed guys outside the room. Violence was the best approach to deal with punks like Stanley.

At the Houston Mansion, Lillian peered out the window. There were no signs of her parents' car, and she heaved a sigh of relief.

At the very least, she would be scolded for fewer hours.

the couch, flipping through files. He glanced up, deadpan. "No point scoping. You're getting

you?" Lillian huffed. "What's it to you if

popcorn."

"You..."

about how to beg for their forgiveness. You know how strict your dad

imagined their

wasn't exactly Mr. Softie. Unlike most dads, he wasn't wrapped around her finger. In fact, he was


good cop, smoothing things over. One of them laid down the law,

growled outside, and Lillian

out here." Marion's voice

bolt, but her room had zero hiding

"Three, two..." Marion started.

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