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."

declared, "Alright, Colby and I

you two? I could get picked too!"

it takes to get into the White family? If you don't

hired him for jobs, so he knew a thing or

up

coolly replied, "You do you; I'm not getting involved." With that,

Griffin snapped. "With your skills, finding a rich

not relying on any woman!" Odie shot back. "I'm gonna make a

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

ties with the Minton family from Summerfield. His grandfather had uncovered the casino deals

he needed some clout abroad.