Samara had just finished taking her shower and hadn't had time to put on her clothes when Roland called her. She quickly pulled on the towel to dry herself, quickly put on her clothes, and then opened the bathroom door to go out. "What's wrong?"
"Your friend called you just now, and I accidentally received it. It seems she is not doing well now."
She couldn't care less about being shy. She took her phone and found that Gisselle had sent her two messages, one was address sharing, and the other was 'help me'.
Samara's face changed. "Gisselle may have had an accident, I have to go."
Roland held her hand. "Don't worry, get dressed first and send me the location. I'll go downstairs and drive the car up from the garage, and you will come down to join me."
Samara became also fairly calm, Gisselle was playful, but she had always been very careful, maybe it was just a little bit of trouble.