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.

files. He glanced up, deadpan. "No point scoping. You're

it to you if I get

and I get popcorn." Solomon shrugged. "What's

"You..."

with me, you'd better think about how to

imagined their

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


made Lillian cry more than once, while Debra played good cop, smoothing things over. One of them laid down the

growled outside, and Lillian

get your butt out here." Marion's voice

wanted to bolt, but her room had zero

"Three, two..." Marion started.

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