Chapter 13: An Obsession with Revenge

Jerton Camp! A supercar. An engine howling. Tearing through the grounds like it owned the place. Yet the soldiers of Jerton Camp made no move to stop it. Instead, they lined up in formation, welcoming it like an honored guest. "Vroooom…" An orange Bugatti Veyron rolled to a stop before them, the engine still snarling, arrogant and unrestrained, as if the rules meant nothing. At last, the roar died. A young man with a straight, imposing build stepped out of the Bugatti Veyron. His expression...