Chapter 84: Lyon

I looked up at the wall where he’d hung my family crest along with the others, still not used to the idea that some ancestor of mine was a sellout who’d saved some asshole king that was probably not worth it. I’d threatened my kids with death if they spread this sh*t , but I know it won’t last. It’s only a matter of time before I have to deal with their mother and her sh*t .

“Turn it off, Lyon.” I hit the off switch, and we were treated to the women’s laughter as they congratulated themselves on getting one over on us again. Then they started their sh*t again.

“Where did you say this person is? What prison?”

“California City Correctional, why?”

“No reason! As you said, you’re a FED, not much you can do. Why are we talking about this anyway? I thought we were discussing Roxy’s thing.” Flanagan got restless in his seat as his wife’s words came through the speaker.

“What is it?” I asked, but he just gritted his teeth and shook his head.