Chapter 132

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Two

“Accardi! You’ve got a visitor,” the guard with the pig-like face announced loudly, his voice cutting through the stale air of the dimly lit hallway.

Matteo closed his book with a slow deliberate motion and glanced up at the guard blocking his cell door. “My lawyer isn’t scheduled to arrive for several hours,” he replied calmly.

The guard smirked. “Well, what can I say? They showed up early. Get your ass moving, or do I have to drag you out myself?”

Matteo rolled his eyes in exasperation. “Wow, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.”

“You’re the reason all my buddies got canned, asshole,” the guard growled, stepping closer.

Matteo rose to his feet, standing firm in front of the guard. “Fired? No, they were hired elsewhere with better benefits. It’s not too late for you, Piggy. The offer still stands.”