All Chapters of THE EVIL OF THE GOOD GUYS: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"I'd love to put a bullet between those wretched eyebrows," Gael growled. "I don't know what you're waiting for." Gael looked into Leonel's dark eyes. "If you won't do it, then put that gun down, your arm is going to get tired," Leonel said.Gael took a couple of seconds, but he lowered the gun and smiled as if he was dumbfounded by something in particular. "Leo-Leo, the businessman who orders." He laughed. "I'll pretend that none of your detective friends are around here, somewhere in the walls or on the ceiling, waiting for me to say something that will bring the fucking police here." He pointed around with his gun and gestured with his free hand. "I'll also pretend I'm crazy enough to imagine you've already made a deal with your old Intelligence department to turn me in like a Thanksgiving turkey. Anyway, I came all this way so that you could tell me yourself what you intend to do with Sophia and what the plan is to use her. I certainly don't know exactly where you've taken her

Frank sat in front of his boss's bed, who was lying down, resting from an operation on his left arm. Mr. Vos would recover, but the bullet wound tore the muscle, entering from the shoulder and exiting a point below, causing cracks and splinters in the forearm bone. The businessman should have been operated on immediately, but Frank himself, aided by the family doctor and his influences, arranged to leave the hospital as soon as possible. After what had happened, they couldn't risk staying inside the medical center at the mercy of any of Gael Cliff's henchmen. "Now this looks like a clinic," Mark joked, entering the room and speaking in a low tone so as not to wake Vos. "What the hell happened?" he asked, already seated in another corner of the room. "I think that Mr. Cliff wanted to prove a point of authority over Leonel, albeit a messy one. He didn't ask very intelligent questions. He insisted on knowing where his son's mother was and by logic, he must already know. We thought he

"Thank you for waiting," Sofia said to Raymond after she had asked his permission to go and change. She was not so foolish as not to notice the looks he gave her as soon as she approached. Raymond rose from the furniture to politely greet her in the living room, where he made himself comfortable while waiting for the teacher. He sat back down when she did. Sofia in a single-seater and he in the three-seater armchair. "Okay, Raymond, tell me, what's going on? What are you doing in San Juan?" "Nothing's going on, Sofia. I know it may seem strange for you to travel back here, but I needed to do a few things here on the island. As you may have noticed, I work together with Leonel. You will likely see me often when it comes to his business." "Okay, it's fine, although I don't understand much, you manage at your own pace. Where is he?""He's busy." Ray avoided the pressure of his jaw. She stared at him. "He tightened the security in this house, then you come... Why all this? And why

(Albany. That same morning.) "Sir..." Frank spoke under the doorway of his boss's room. The nurse had just finished injecting Leonel's first medication of the day when Frank Loman arrived. Mark had left that morning; he had to return to his work as soon as possible and not raise suspicions or misunderstandings among his colleagues; it was not certain who collaborated not with Gael within the police department. Leonel felt less and less pain; he trusted in what the doctor told him, that he would soon heal almost completely; the operation on his left arm was a success, and soon he could leave the confinement and return to work and travels (for Leonel, the latter was the important thing). The businessman could no longer stand the quiet hours, even if he dedicated them to his office work from his apartment. And that day would be a busy one, he had to receive reports about Gael and his wife, Tamara, since they would be celebrating the lady's birthday, the Greens and the Cliffs togethe

Raymond swallowed thickly again and looked at her squarely. "You're not wrong. I have known Leonel for many years," he said. "He has achieved a lot, maybe not working for the best businessman in history, but his business is legitimate. However, Leonel Vos is an ambitious guy and has stopped seeing life as a simple place. It's very difficult for you to get that simplicity you are looking for with someone like him. It's like that, I'm not lying to you." He shrugged to remark on the little torch of words he had just thrown, feeling how a black blanket covered his back, touched, and pressed. Sofia remained serious thinking about that speech, but she gasped when heard a noise coming from inside the house. The woman looked over and saw what sounded like a new visitor. "She's this way. Follow me, please. This way you can surprise her," Sofia heard Liliana say to the newcomer. The teacher focused her eyes. Raymond looked back, his back was to the house, and his face changed completely wh