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.

a burly man in his forties with a large tattoo on his arm, demanded. Just as he was about to push Odie,

threw his cigarette to the ground. "Third, bring out

the underlings quickly went back to the ship and, along

goods are genuine," the leader said. "But if you don't pay the balance today, you're not taking anything with

the crate and, sure enough, it

Casino. Such machinery could only come from high ranks within the Mintons. This realization made Odie sneer. It seemed his

under his nose!

a ton of other business to attend to," the leader

I know these machines are genuinely from the Mintons? I've heard that Mintons' machinery

you know

Arthur from the Mintons. Arthur oversees the Mintons factories. It doesn't matter if it's a hundred, a thousand, or

machines! As long