Bab 62: Chapter 62
After school, the first thing Lip did was find Ian.
"What's wrong with you? Ever since I got home this morning, you've been in a depressed mood. Come on, tell me—what happened?"
"I'm not you…" Ian spoke hesitantly.
"Could it be that Monica told you something?" Lip suddenly realized.
"Lip, when you weren't home, Monica talked to me alone for a bit… She said I'm not Frank's biological child."
Ian covered his face, sobbing softly. "That means… that means… I'm not your biological brother!"
"You idiot, you actually believe Monica?!" Lip comforted Ian. "Even if—let's take the wildest step back and say Monica's telling the truth—blood doesn't define us. The bond we've had for over a decade is real. You'll always be my brother!"
"Lip!" Ian hugged Lip tightly.
Lip patted Ian's back like he was soothing a child, letting him vent his emotions.
"Ian, did Monica tell you who your biological father is?"
"No. She only said she was drunk at the time and did something outrageous with one of Frank's brothers."
"Drunk? That's just another pathetic excuse for letting loose!" Lip patted Ian's shoulder. "Looks like we need to track down Frank's brothers."
Lip didn't know the exact details about Ian's biological father.
"Why don't we ask Peggy in prison?" Ian suggested.
"That's probably the fastest way!"
Lip and Ian got into the car and headed to the Chicago Women's Prison.
On the way, Lip asked Ian to use his phone to text Fiona and let her know they'd be home late.
It took about forty minutes, but eventually, they arrived at the prison.
After completing some paperwork, they waited in the visiting room.
With a bang, the gate separating the prison corridor from the visiting area opened.
A gray-haired, wrinkled old lady in an orange jumpsuit waddled in, her large belly making her gait unsteady.
Lip immediately recognized her.
"She's here!" he told Ian.
The two of them stood up and approached the glass partition.
"Hi, Grandma!" Lip greeted first.
"Who the hell are you? Have we met?"
"Grandma, it's us—Lip and Ian. Frank's sons!"
Ian added, "Your grandsons!"
Peggy squinted at Lip and Ian for a long time before nodding.
"Oh my God!" A joyful smile lit up Peggy's face. "Look at you two! I've never seen such handsome, clever young men. Ha ha!"
"Thanks, Grandma." Ian's gloomy expression finally softened into a small smile.
"How are you doing in here?" Lip asked, glancing around the visiting room.
"Not bad at all!" Peggy replied, surprisingly relaxed. "The women in here are pretty great!"
"It's wild how I fit right in!"
Lip and Ian exchanged a glance, both shocked by their grandmother's brazenness.
"Prison isn't so bad! I can have fun anytime!" Peggy declared proudly.
"That… doesn't sound too bad," Lip replied hesitantly.
Peggy flashed a wide grin. "But the worst part is they make me clean toilets! I wanted to work in the kitchen, but they wouldn't let me anywhere near it."
"Just because I made drugs and caused one little explosion, now I'm stuck here!"
"Grandma, I'm sure the two college kids who died in that fire are still haunting you," Lip teased.
"Enough with the jokes—what do you two want?" Peggy asked directly.
"We… we're looking for Frank's brothers. There are three of them, right?"
"Who wants to know?"
"Just the two of us!" Ian replied helplessly. "One of the brothers might be my biological father!"
"How's that possible?"
"Monica slept with one of them," Lip explained.
"What?"
"Yeah, Monica had a fling with one of the brothers!"
"Damn it! I never liked that b*tch!" Peggy spat.
She shot Ian and Lip a sly glance. "So, if I tell you their names, how are you going to pay me back?"
"Grandma, what do you want?"
"Cigarettes. One pack a week."
"You can hook up with women in here but can't get cigarettes?"
"Boy, figure it out!"
"Fine, no problem. We'll handle it."
Peggy nodded, satisfied.
"Clayton, Jerry, and my precious son Wyatt—I remember them all clearly!"
"But don't bother with Wyatt. He got injured in the service and lost his… abilities."
At that moment, a female officer in a black uniform approached Peggy and tapped her shoulder. "Time's up!"
"Got it!" Peggy replied.
"Grandma, thank you!" Lip said.
"Oh, and tell Jerry that if he doesn't pay back the $5,000 he owes me, I'll team up with Ronnie to hunt him down and gouge his eyes out with a spoon!"
With that, Peggy was led out of the visiting room, the officer urging her along.
Lip and Ian exchanged glances.
"Grandma's hardcore," Ian said, shaking his head in amazement.
"You think? How else would she survive in here?" Lip chuckled. "Don't worry—we've got two leads now, A or B. Let's go find your dad this weekend!"
"Sounds good!"
Lip slung his arm around Ian's shoulder, and the two walked out of the prison together…
Status Power Mingguan
-- Peringkat
Power 
-- Power
stone