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."

voice carried a hint of a smile. "What's more painful than being betrayed by your

sniper removed his mask, revealing a face both cold and intense, filled with defiance and dark intentions.

The night deepened.

with a start from a nightmare, only

"Colby?"

She could hear faint noises from downstairs and hurried down

both in their

asked, her voice tinged with worry. "Sophie, something's happened to the Costello family," Jenna said, her face pale. Adler stood silently,

a sense of dread washing over her. "What happened

even paler. "There was

handle it. He asked us to

not one to crumble. He's out