Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 956

Hearing Sandy's voice, Angelo bolted in her direction without a second thought.

Sophie was right on his heels. As they entered, they saw Sandy being hassled by a group of middle-aged goons.

Sandy, dressed in a blue and white checkered mini skirt with her golden curls cascading down her back, looked every bit the spoiled princess from a wealthy family.

Sophie couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern. Sandy's outfit was practically a beacon for unwanted attention in a place like this. Any hope of keeping a low profile for their investigation was now out the window.

"Back off, all of you!"

Angelo stepped in front of Sandy, his imposing six-foot frame and straight posture instantly commanding attention.

"Brother! They dared to touch me! Cut off their hands! I want them fed to the dogs!" Sandy fumed.

caught in his throat as he noticed the thugs' expressions

consequence, but this was Devonport.

spiraling out of control, Sophie stepped forward. "We're all here to have a good time. No

makeup, smirked. "Oh, another hero, huh? Pretty, too.

dare you!" Sandy snapped. "Do you

tattoos and couldn't help but chuckle. "Which one of

blond thug stepped forward, his stance defiant. "I did. So

arcade, other men stood up, though a few savvy patrons quickly made their

intervene, watched as Sophie surveyed the dozen

stirred up quite a hornet's

part of our crew. You should've asked around about us in Devonport! Cross us, and men will pay with

"You!"