Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Colby dragged the guy straight into the living room. Timothy's eyes darted nervously as he saw Adler with a laptop. Sophie cut to the chase, "Alright, spill it. Who were you planning to send the message to?" "I... I wasn't planning to send it to anyone."

"Don't give me that! Just because you kids think you're tech-savvy doesn't mean I'm clueless. I've been doing this longer than you have."

Adler made short work of the laptop's password.

With a quick setup, Adler projected the laptop's screen onto the TV. It showed an email account ready but with no message typed out yet.

Sophie didn't waste any time, "No need for questions. Just find out who owns this email account."

"It's an international email," Adler noted. "Give me two hours, and I can get the registration details."

"No need. It won't help," Timothy interjected.

raised a brow,

registered under my name," Timothy

frowned, "What do you

all this has my family under his thumb.

pretty intimidating, huh? Have

hesitated, then nodded. "Yeah, I've seen

"We've been digging for ages. The Aldridge family's network combs all of Devonport, and we've found zilch on this guy. What makes you think I'd believe you've seen him?" Upstairs, Gordon watched the scene unfold from the

recognize him! Ms. Sophie, if you keep me around, I can protect the Spellman family. I can even feed false info to the enemy! Please, I didn't mean

eyes were earnest, his

seventeen-year-old kid. His story checks out

studied Timothy, clearly torn on whether

a knife to Timothy's throat, "That stunt at the Pearl