Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

The security guards were hauled out of the casino by other staff, their pitiful cries echoing from outside.

Colby stood up from his chair, his voice icy and detached. "I've been gone a few months, and you've already sold the place to someone else? Looks like I wasn't strict enough, Oran. Wouldn't you agree?"

Oran, wiping sweat from his brow, hastily responded, "Mr. Colby, it was all orders from above. I admit my mistake... I'll spill everything! The Pollard family approached us for a partnership. With you gone, Director Dominic took it upon himself to collaborate with them.

We didn't know they were already in cahoots with the Mintons. We couldn't go against his orders..."

"Dominic?" Colby let out a cold laugh.

Oran nodded vigorously, "It was all his doing! We all thought you knew, Colby..."

Colby looked bored with Oran's excuses, and just casually held Sophie's hand.

worried that Colby didn't believe him, tried to continue, but Colby gestured to the staff, his tone

simultaneously moving to silence Oran. Oran begged for

voice,

"Just

forward, placing a foot on Oran's chest, "One more chance. How much did Dominic promise you?" "Mercy...Mr. Colby... I

how you repay

down harder, Oran writhing

still wasn't coming clean, and Colby's patience wore thin. He drew his pistol, aiming it at Oran's forehead. "I hate pointless chatter, and my wife doesn't

groin. "I

I'll talk! I'll talk!" Oran's eyes were

percent!

percent of the profits for