Chapter 1903

Their place was cramped, barely 20 square feet. A big bed was the only piece of furniture.

It was dim even during the day, with a single bulb lighting the place. It was not fancy but better than most shacks in the slums.

"Tomorrow, Shawn Bernard is coming to recruit bodyguards," Drake said. "What's the plan?"

He had heard the news from a customer of their club.

"Mr. Bernard is a big shot, rivaling the Eaton family. Working for him means legal status and a better life," Robert said, ready to go for it.

They couldn't sneak around like that forever. The twilight years of stowaways were terrible.

"Marion?" he asked.

Marion nodded. "Yeah."

shoulder. "Let's

chimed

shrugged. "You're a lousy fighter. Shawn's tryouts are brutal. Losers don't walk

had done dirty jobs for others over

he could barely pass

up," Drake grumbled, turning to Marion. "We've always


to you." Marion shrugged, going to

in the match," Robert reminded Drake. "Charm a rich lady to fix your papers. Isn't

women," Drake argued. "I'll make it on my

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