Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1441

"Are you gonna talk, or not?"

Odie's vision was a blur, a haze of blood clouding his sight. Seeing the other guy reach for the whip again, Odie's lips curled into a barely-there smirk.

"Come closer, I'll spill the beans."

The interrogation had dragged on for a full day. Even the toughest could only endure so much. Thinking Odie had finally cracked, the man stepped forward, only to lean in further when Odie's voice came out as soft as a whisper.

"The thing you're looking for... it's in the underworld."

With those words, Odie suddenly slipped free from the ropes binding his hands. In a flash, he snatched the whip from the man's grip and wrapped it tightly around his neck.

Without a second thought, just like his first kill, Odie pulled back with all his strength, suffocating the man.

Back then, it had been life or death, and it was no different now.

The man fought until he went limp, lifeless, in less than a minute.

Having done all this, Odie felt utterly drained, as if every ounce of strength had left him.

He barely managed to stay on his feet, the knife still jutting out from his chest.

As Odie crumpled into a pool of his own blood, he thought he heard footsteps approaching from outside.

It seemed... even fate wouldn't let him catch a break.

And why should it? He hadn't exactly lived a saintly life.

The grim reaper coming for his soul was only to be expected.

If it was time to meet his end, he wasn't scared...

Odie felt his life slipping away, like sand through his fingers.

"Odie!"

Suddenly, the door flew open.

Sophie's voice cut through his haze, clear as a bell.

Odie's foggy eyes snapped into focus.

Lying there, he turned his head and saw Sophie rushing towards him, with Colby hot on her heels.

A flicker of something passed through Odie's eyes.

Her again...