Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 814

Hearing this, Jonah could only stick close to Odie, his eyes fixed warily on Colby standing before them.

"If you're here to get back at me for Sophie, go ahead and try," Odie taunted as he plopped down on a nearby couch, paying no mind to the pain shooting up his injured leg.

Guys like them were used to brawls and bruises-what injury hadn't they survived? Odie didn't believe for a second that Colby would kill him, the head honcho of the Mintons, all over a woman.

As Colby moved closer, Jonah stepped in to stop him, but one icy look from Colby froze him in place, like some invisible force had locked him down.

"Do you know why I haven't killed you yet?" Colby asked, his voice cold.

Before Odie could answer, Colby whipped out a syringe and jabbed it into Odie's arm, catching him completely off guard.

it was

to stand and take a swing at Colby, but his leg gave out,

some old ties, you'd be dead already," Colby said, his

should thank you then-for this shot of poison!" Odie spat, grinding his teeth

a second. It was all because Sophie was strung out on drugs. Without a new fix, she'd be

drugs? Well, guess what, buddy, you're not

just sneered

here for Sophie's drugs, but he was dead wrong. Colby would never let Sophie

onto the couch. "Think about yourself first. I promise, your suffering will be much worse than hers," Colby

something else-pure and highly addictive. Breaking free was nearly impossible.