Chapter 132

• He got out of the shower and, still naked, lay face down on the bed, covered himself with the duvet, and quickly fell into a deep sleep. He woke up disoriented after 10 pm, not used to napping in the afternoons, but those five hours had done wonders for him. He felt like new, except that his stomach was growling. He was hungry, very hungry. He checked the time on his iPhone, it was late, too late. At that hour, there was no one from the staff in the house, so he would have to prepare something to eat on his own.
• He got up, still a bit stiff but sufficiently recovered, put on dark blue sweatpants, a slightly tight gray V-neck t-shirt, and went down to the kitchen.
• Upon arrival, it was dimly lit, with only a faint light filtering through the windows that overlooked the gardens, which were always illuminated at night. He didn't turn on the lights, instead, he went straight to the huge smart double-door refrigerator with a touch screen, took out tomatoes, cheese, ham, lettuce, and bread to make himself some sandwiches. It was the quickest thing he knew how to make.