An Siberian Berserker-5

"Maybe she had to poop." Jamie said nonchalantly. Hearing his remark, a vein popped out of Gerome's head.

"It is not time to make jokes Jamie…. You know what I will call you back." Gerome said and then he ended the call.

Gerome still couldn't fend off the feeling that there was something wrong here. From her tone, it was evident how much of a priority James Tyrion was to her. And if something made her go home this urgently must involve James. Maybe she found out a clue about him.

It was then he remembered that Tamika was supposed to be a good friend of James. Maybe she got some information about him. Thinking about many possibilities, Gerome then decided that it would be for the best if he contact her Grommer manor and get in touch with Marcella. So he contacted the head maid of the manor to ask about what was happening there…

"Hello." Came an old lady's voice from the other end.

"Grandma, it is me, Gerome." He said.

"Oh, sir Gerome… How may I help you?" the head maid asked.