Antonio's P . O . V
Last night breezed by really quickly just as I had wanted because I couldn't wait to find out whatever information Stefano would have gathered for me concerning the woman in my room.
At the early hours of this morning, well not so early though as the skies were pretty bright and clear but the sun wasn't out yet, I was awakened by the soft buzzing of my phone which was just resting atop my bed side table.
I had expected it to be a call from Marco to probably inform me about any further developments with the captured southern raiders but instead, as I reached for the phone, I found the call to be from Stefano.
There's still an entire hour till the time I gave him to gather the information, could it be ready by now?
There's only one way to find out.
"Hello?" my voice
