All Chapters of THE EVIL OF THE GOOD GUYS: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Leonel stopped breathing for a moment and clenched his teeth, too. He closed his eyes, clenched hard, and opened them before speaking. "Since when?" "A while ago? She contacted me." "Purpose." "To get rid of her husband." The businessman's eyebrows furrowed."Be specific. What are we talking about?" Leonel heard him sigh. "She wants him in jail or dead. She doesn't give a damn either way." Leonel quickly analyzed the situation. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Frank got up after receiving a call. But he couldn't be aware of him right now. "It's obvious that if she contacted you, it's because she wants him imprisoned, rather than dead. Unless she wants you..." "When Sofia returned to Albany, the day I gave her a ride to the hotel, I sent Tamara an image of that place, of the hotel where Sofia was staying. I wanted to tell Tamara that this woman was here, that her husband had an unrecognized child and Sofia would be the beginning of the end for their marriage."

Leonel smiled. Frank was right, talking to Sofia was for the best. He felt much calmer now and she was a bit of a comedian, despite everything. He enjoyed talking to her. The way she was, the way she expressed herself, the teacher was sweet and in character; he had noticed it before, and once again, he confirmed it. "Raymond called me." She raised her eyebrows. "Of course he did," Sofia muttered. "He told me about Tamara, but it's private, very much his, it's not my place to clear it up."Sofia wrinkled her face. "What do you mean "private"?" she asked gropingly. Leonel sighed. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of his room. "They had an affair." He had no choice but to blurt it out. Sofia's mouth fell open. She couldn't speak for several seconds. The teacher had no idea of the rest of the things hidden behind that triggering information. Leonel would not tell her about the agent's past addictions, precisely acquired during the times of strong love affairs with Tama

Sofia had trouble falling asleep. The next morning, she went into her sister's room without waiting to get up. "What's the matter, Sofi? You won't even let me sleep anymore. I'm of an age. Sister, I'm fifteen years older than you, and I love you very much." The teacher opened the curtains to let in the little light of the first hours of the day. "I'll need you to do me a favor." Dolores scrunched up her face and pulled the comforter over herself. "Am I on a cruise ship adrift in Altamar? This house is a mess. I'm on vacation, honey." "Dolores, pay attention to me." Sofia sat down next to her on the mattress. "Something happened with Raymond. Something bad." Dolores's sleepiness began to dissipate as Sofia recounted everything she did last night, the newcomer more and more surprised by the changes her sister was making. For Dolores, Sofia, who arrived in Spain with an emergency and a child in her arms, was always cheerful, proactive, and feisty, but also calm; she left everythin

There was no evidence of abuse either, only the recent text messages that Leonel couldn't help but reply to demanding Cord to leave him alone, perhaps with some bad word, something made him feel annoyed when it was criticized and used as the alleged abuse. Vos knew he would go to hell for not acknowledging what he had done to Elizabeth's car while she was inside, but for him, who claimed to have already been to "that" place, he wasn't too worried that someone would want to send him back to the frying pan. Also, he couldn't tell there what Elizabeth did, nor his intentions with her actions, because he would have to open a wicked world before the eyes of the law that didn't suit him; talk about forbidden people, mention powerful surnames, make very delicate accusations. If he had to pay for damages before the untouchable morals of Miss Cord, he would do it. It would not be the first time, and in fact, he had already done it with the purchase of that car that she refused to use, camoufla

Leonel stopped. He narrowed his eyes, realizing that she was serious."I came looking for you. I want you to move to Puerto Rico and live there together." If seeing her there surprised Leonel, that invitation perplexed him. "Why?" She looked at the compromised arm, then fixed her gaze on his dark eyes. "Because that's enough, it's enough of being here letting you be seen only at specific times of the day as a vampire. Only at certain events, with the select press. No, that's enough. Enough of recovering far from a hospital and with doctors at home because your life is in danger if you are exposed to places like this. Enough of the destruction of souls by people who are more powerful than we can think, or even see." "You want me to run away." "I don't want you to run away, I want you to be safe. Just as you have kept me safe, just as you have sacrificed for me in the past. Just as I would love for you to do for yourself." "And you think I haven't? I have detached myself from so