Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1440

The young man's eyes always carried that defiant glimmer, but he never really thought about what that defiance might cost him. Finally, Mr. Elwood gave him a look.

But Colby said he wasn't cut out for the job. That was the first time Colby had stabbed him in the back. Yet, he didn't hold a grudge against Colby. Everyone wants a shot at moving up in the world, and he figured Colby felt the same way. In the end, Mr. Elwood decided to keep him around. Just as he was dreaming about standing behind the big shots, wearing a bodyguard's uniform, reality hit him like a ton of bricks. Mr. Elwood wasn't looking for just any bodyguard; he wanted someone who could deal with problems permanently.

Mr. Elwood handpicked every kid from the slums. He locked them up in a dungeon, a place where the sun never shone, and subjected them to grueling training every day. His whole body was a map of bruises.

Colby tossed him the only tube of ointment he had. Griffin, with his icy demeanor, remarked, "Don't bother with him. He insisted on coming, like he's got a death wish."

death wish? Back then, he thought dying was

that if both Colby and Griffin were chosen, they could easily become Mr. Elwood's top guys, given their skills. Maybe then,

in his dad, only to be abandoned by him. And he had counted on

earn everything through his own efforts, even if it meant risking his life. At least it would be a decision he made

seemed like everyone figured out the only way to get out was to take

fourteen or

a few remained. He couldn't tell day from night and had no clue where