Book 2: Chapter 82

“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” Antonio replied, his mind already racing with possibilities.

“Good,” Enzo said, his tone brooking no argument. “Don’t keep us waiting.”

The line went dead, and Antonio stood there for a moment, the phone still pressed to his ear as he processed what just happened. Enzo’s tone had been uncharacteristically sharp, and that alone was enough to stir Antonio’s unease. 

What could have prompted such a sudden and intense meeting?

Antonio straightened up, slipping his phone back into his pocket. Whatever it was, he knew it couldn’t be good. Enzo was a man who valued control and discretion, if he was calling a meeting with such urgency, it meant that something significant was brewing, something that likely involved him taking over or, worse, something that might have to do with Ares's death.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the lingering frustration from his earlier conversation with Martina. This was not the time to l