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

knew full well that if both Colby and Griffin were chosen, they could easily become Mr. Elwood's top guys, given their skills. Maybe then, he wouldn't have

about to pin his hopes on anyone else. His mom had put her faith in his dad, only to be abandoned

through his own efforts, even if it meant risking his life. At least it

people died every single day. It seemed like everyone figured out the only way to get out was to take out the others while they slept. Oddly enough, killing wasn't against

turned into beasts, shedding all sense of right and wrong. The kids who came in, just teenagers around fourteen or fifteen, were dropping like flies; half of them were gone in

few days, only a few remained. He couldn't tell day from night and had no clue where his enemies were. In