Ares looked at the small pill that was sitting in the palm of his hand closely. Why would that goodie two shoes Satyr need these pills for?
"What do you think it is?" One of Ares' little minions asked. "That satyr looked pretty jumpy when he dropped these little pills on the floor, when he was with your girl boss, do you think he's on drugs or something?"
Ares wrapped the pill in the palm of his hand before shoving it into his pocket. "What this is boys," The god spoke menacingly. " is our ticket to kicking that good for nothing satyr out of Persephone's life for good." He pulled out his phone and dialed in a number. "I know exactly who can tell us what these pills are for, and if that satyr was as frantic about hiding them as you claim he was, chances are it's some hard core illegal stuff."
An icy female voice answered at the other end of the line making Ares smile, he didn't think Atë would pick his call after what had happened last time.
