Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 1863

As the only survivor of a heartbreaking car crash, Colby found himself grappling with an emotional emptiness during his medical check-ups. Lennon, after losing his son and daughter-in-law, held onto Colby, his sole grandson, as his reason to live. To give Colby a shot at life, Lennon arranged for him to be smuggled overseas.

The ship carrying him was steeped in the briny tang of the sea. Colby huddled on the lowest deck with a bunch of other kids, wrapped in nothing but a brown scarf. From that day forward, he became a child without parents or family ties.

Kids smuggled like him usually ended up in factories, working their fingers to the bone, or worse, falling victim to organ trafficking if luck wasn’t on their side. For these kids, the future looked bleak.

While the other children wept in the ship's hold, Colby stayed silent, neither shedding tears nor causing a scene.

A kid his age asked, "Aren't you scared? Once we get there, it's game over for us."

Colby didn’t say a word.

Another child pulled the first one aside, whispering, "He's a weirdo, never talks. Must be mute."

"Mute?"

The other kids treated him like a freak, too scared to get close.

As he shot up in height, he sometimes fibbed about his age to land jobs. His striking look made him a hit with employers.

By fourteen, Colby managed to carve out a decent life abroad. He met Odie and Griffin during this time. The three of them formed a tight-knit crew in the slums. Odie, who had a knack for stealing, eventually took a leaf out of Colby’s book and found a job. Thanks to his looks, Odie landed a gig as a bartender at a nightclub, charming women with ease.

Griffin, the strong and silent type, was a natural in brawls and took on backbreaking jobs, even delving into riskier trades.

Despite it all, they remained undocumented immigrants. By day, they toiled away; by night, they found refuge in the ramshackle shelters of the slums.