(Author's POV)
Releasing a heavy, exhausting sigh, he said, "It will take me a while. In the meantime, have Chris Shadow handle them." And with that, he disconnected the call. Returning the phone to the person, he took out his own and switched it on. And surely enough, there were tons of calls, texts and even voice messages. A few of them from Gunnar, some from Chris and the rest from Jacob.
The former two said the same things that Gunnar had told him, whereas his grandfather had sent him a flurry of concern filled messages, along with twenty two missed calls.
"Fabian, where are you going?"
"Don't do anything rash."
"You need to calm down, Fabian."
"Why did you switch off your damn phone?" and the messages went on and on.
Fabian felt guilty of the fact about how he acted with his grandfather as well as with his aide. He then texted Jacob, "I am fine. My phone ran out of battery. And I will not do anything rash. Rest assured."
