Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Sophie reached out and clasped Colby's hand.

Colby might have looked indifferent on the outside, but deep down, he was all heart.

The staff they had just encountered must have been with Colby for quite some time.

Whoever was pulling the strings behind the scenes was playing dirty, aiming to make them crumble by watching their own people end up behind bars, one by one. "I'm okay."

Colby's voice was low and steady. He tightened his grip on Sophie's hand and said, "Let's check the back room."

Sophie nodded.

The back room was a mess, littered with cigarette butts and filled with lingering smoke.

Sophie had seen these machines before in Summerfield.

She recalled when Odie had taken her to a construction site, boasting about building a den of sin.

After a moment of silence, Sophie said, "Looks like Odie's got his hands all over this."

In Summerfield, nothing moved without Odie's say-so, including these machines making their way to Devonport.

Colby gestured to the people outside, "Take everything to the station."

"Yes, sir!"

the point of raiding just one place? Devonport's already crawling with these arcades," Sophie said, frowning. "I heard them say this place has been open for at least a month. That means, even before we went abroad, someone had already started setting up shop here.

felt a gnawing

the nose by someone who had them completely in his

were moving crates from the cargo ship to the

the foreman pointed at it, "Open

exchanged wary glances before prying open the

in to take a look, one of the workers suddenly held a knife to

"Don't..."

was a smashed device and a severed

utterly out of

to

demeanor. Content belongvele

it. Who's

voice carried a

foreman begged. "I swear, I don't know anything!

"Not talking?"

it's time for you

"Wait!"