#Chapter 198 – On the Run

“Something’s wrong,” Ivan murmurs, chewing on his lower lip as he watches Daniel Lippert sitting in the coffee shop, his back to the window. Why the hell isn’t he moving? Why is he alone – shouldn’t he have some sort of team in place? It was going to take a hell of a lot more than just Daniel to snatch Kent Lippert on his way into the state penitentiary. So why…where was everyone? Ivan, at least, came prepared. The state wouldn’t consent to delay Lippert’s transport on such short notice, or add any extra force to the escort, so Ivan had called in every damn favor he could muster and gathered everyone he could here. There were at least twenty cop cars waiting, all focused on Daniel Lippert, waiting for him to make his move. Daniel Lippert, who is sitting in a damn coffee shop eating a croissant… “Fuck,” Ivan murmurs, sitting back hard in the passenger seat of the police cruiser and smacking a hand against his leg. He’s missing something – he knows it. But all morning – all of it –