Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1864

That night, the three of them huddled in their tiny, pitch-black room-just a cramped 200 square feet with a big mattress they all shared. During the day, the place felt like a claustrophobic cave, but in the slums, it was as good as it got.

They flicked on a hanging bulb, casting a dim light as they gathered around.

"Tomorrow, Mr. Elwood's coming to hire some bodyguards. What do you think?" Odie asked, having snagged this juicy tidbit from a rich woman at the nightclub. No way was the info off.

"What's there to think about? Mr. Elwood's a big deal overseas, going head-to- head with the Pollard family. If we get into the White family, we won't just be illegal immigrants anymore. Our lives will be way better," Griffin said, already picturing his big break with the White family. They had some savings and weren't starving, but living like this forever wasn't an option. Without legal papers, their future looked bleak.

To live openly and with dignity, they needed a way out.

"Colby, what's your take?" Griffin turned to Colby, as he always did when seeking direction.

Colby's eyes darkened a bit. "I'm in."

and I are going

you two? I could

you even know what it takes to get into

in the slums. A few small-time bosses had hired him for jobs, so he knew a thing or two about the White family's ruthless selection process for bodyguards. Odie might scrape through the first round, but

up before,"

you; I'm not getting involved." With

after you?" Griffin snapped. "With your skills, finding a rich woman to help sort your immigration status isn't

Odie shot back. "I'm gonna make

dreaming. Staying alive is what counts," Griffin said, giving

grandfather had uncovered the casino deals between overseas and Summerfield back when he first

he needed some clout abroad. Mr. Elwood was getting old, and this was