Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1225

Late at night, on the rooftop of a skyscraper in downtown Devonport.

A man in a black tactical jacket aimed a sniper rifle at a window across the street, where Lennon sat at the head of a conference table. His face hidden behind a white mask, he took aim once more.

A single gunshot echoed through the night, and the figure inside the window collapsed instantly. Chaos erupted in the business building across the street.

"Nice work," came a deep voice from behind him.

"You've got more potential than Timothy ever did," the voice continued.

The sniper turned around slowly, his voice icy and steady. "I told you, Odie had to die."

"Timothy missed his shot. You didn't. Thanks to you," the man said, stepping forward to pat the sniper's shoulder. "It's your time to shine."

carried a hint of a smile.

revealing a face both cold and intense, filled with defiance

The night deepened.

woke up with a start from a nightmare, only

"Colby?"

hear faint noises from downstairs and hurried down

both in their

with worry. "Sophie, something's happened to the Costello family," Jenna said,

of dread washing over her. "What happened to

Colby... it's the old man," Jenna's face turned even paler. "There was a shooting at

asked us to

her. "Sophie, don't worry. Colby's been through worse. He's not one to crumble. He's out there with his men, looking for the shooter. Maybe he's already found them, maybe he's even taken care