Unfortunately, Ken didn't have the guy's number. In fact, he only had Cain's number from the team. After a few minutes of contemplating his life decisions, Ken called the man and was able to secure the number.
The next issue was trying to think of an excuse to meet up with Rohan.
RING RING
"Hello?"
"Hey Rohan, this is Ken… Sorry to call out of the blue, but I wanted to chat in person. Do you have time?" Ken asked, his face heating up.
"Is it not something that can wait until tomorrow?"
"You see… I've been called up to the Mud Hens. My flight leaves tomorrow morning."
"I see…"
The line was silent for a while.
"I'll head over to your hotel in a few minutes."
With that, the guy hung up. Ken could feel his pain on the phone when hearing that he had been called up to the Triple-A league. If Ken was in his shoes, he might not have been so accommodating.