Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Sophie quickly drove to the East Dock, where she decided it was best not to show her face. Instead, she signaled for Odie to step out of the car.

Odie glanced at the line of thugs at the dock, his expression souring. "Why didn't you tell me they had this many people here?"

"Relax, Mr. Odie," Sophie said calmly. "Most of these guys are still Mintons' insiders. With you here, you can easily sway them, right?"

"You..."

Holding back his frustration, Odie noticed many of the thugs had the distinctive Mintons tattoo, indicating they were indeed traitors within the organization. Selling off Mintons' machinery was a serious violation of his principles. If it weren't for the mission to clean house today, he would have turned the car around.

Odie got out, pulled out his phone, had a quick conversation, and then walked toward the dock. The leader, seeing Sophie hadn't come but just a bodyguard, was visibly annoyed.

"What's the meaning of this? Sending just you to pick up the goods?" he snapped.

There was a whole shipload of machinery, which couldn't be moved without at least twenty dock workers. Odie, wearing a hat, kept his expression hidden.

here!" the leader, a burly man in his forties with a large tattoo on his arm, demanded. Just as he was about to push Odie, Odie spoke up. "Our boss sent me to inspect the goods first. She's caught up with something and can't

inspect the goods, the leader threw his cigarette to the ground. "Third, bring out the goods for him

of the underlings quickly went back to the ship and, along with a

"But if you don't pay the balance

the crate and, sure enough, it was

sneer. It seemed his control over

under his nose!

other business

the crate. "How do I know these machines are genuinely from the Mintons? I've heard that Mintons' machinery isn't sold to the public. If these turn out to be fakes,

you know

Mintons factories. It doesn't

machines! As long