Chapter 130

• Ares Saviano woke up in a luxurious bed, the soft sheets tangled around him. He tilted his head to the side, his eyes falling on the half-naked woman beside him, her hair splayed across the pillow. His head throbbed from the drinks he had consumed last night.
• Groaning, he tried to sit up, but the door burst open, and Antonio Conti stepped inside, his face set in a grim expression.
• "Ares, get dressed immediately," Antonio commanded. "The police are at our door with a warrant."