#Chapter 168 – Incarcerated

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. I