Chapitre 962: A Visitor - Phantom Limb Syndrome?

As a select few from my group were shocked to fuck from the breaking news, the ones who weren't in the know were confused about two consenting adults getting it on while I, on the other hand, didn't know whether Lopez had an actual deathwish or he was having a taste of his own medicine.

Besides, I already thought he was into girls half—or even more than half his age, maybe even around the same age as his daughter, Chloe.

But yeah, this could be a step in the right direction for him but unless he was that sex deprived and fucked in the head—no offense to Sal, you don't simply spend some "quality time" with one of the heads of a drug cartel and expect no blowback.

Granted Sal might've been just missing the warmth of a "man" but if their thing blossoms into something more permanent, it's going to be a whole lot of trouble because not only Lopez had a wife and a daughter back at my alma mater, but he also had responsibilities as a donor to one of my disciples, JP.