Chapter 115: Are You a Dog Too?

"No, I… I don't know." Fernando Turner stood there dumbstruck, cold sweat beading across his brow. He could not make sense of it. How had that ex-prisoner gotten in with Gordon Ford? And why was Gordon groveling in front of him, bowing and scraping like he owed the man his life? "Hey, hey, hey! Who are you people? Out, out! No loiterers. Keep away from Cheville Medical Group." Owen, the elderly gate guard, came striding over to shoo them off. He wasn't going to take Gordon's chewing-out-and...