Thompson smirks at Kent, not letting him off that easy. “How can you do that?” he asks. “She’s already married.”
A muscle flicks in Kent’s jaw. “They’ll get divorced. We’ll have the paperwork drawn up immediately.”
“I’m not sure any court in America is going to process their divorce right now,” Thompson says, laughing and looking out over the water. “Considering you three are probably America’s Most Wanted.”
Kent grits his teeth, realizing that this is probably correct.
“Besides,” Thompson says, sighing contemplatively. “I’m not sure that’s part of their plans.”
“It isn’t?” Kent asks, confused. Because, with him out, why would they…
“They got married for more than just fun,” Thompson says quietly, “and to make the baby legitimate. They made those nasty Italians come over, did a pater
