"Where is Arnold?"
The servant who came to serve him lunch paused at the question. He bowed his head low and answered in a small voice, "Master Arnold has been away from some important work, he did not specify what."
Callen waved his hand, indicating for the servant to leave. The servant did not want to create trouble for himself, so he fled like his tail was on fire.
In the empty room, Callen stared at the food like it was a joke. He finally realised his mistake of giving that boy so much freedom. Now he wouldn't even consult him about anything and act willfully on any occasion.
Callen pushed aside the food tray and went to lay down on the bed to get some more rest. He dialled the landline number and called someone. The call was picked up after three rings.
"Where are you?" Call
