Jeff paced his hotel room, his mind a storm of worry and fear. He hadn't heard from Mia since their last conversation, and each passing minute felt like an eternity.
He replayed her words over and over, the anxiety gnawing at him relentlessly. Frustrated, he tossed the phone onto the couch and ran a hand through his hair.
Sick with worry, Jeff finally decided he couldn't wait any longer. He picked up his phone and dialed Tom's number disregarding the fact that it was late at night over there in Ludus.
His heart pounded as he waited for an answer. "Tom, sorry to disturb you so late in the night," he said urgently when Tom picked up. "Have you heard from Mia? I can't get in touch with her, and I'm losing my mind here."
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Tom's voice was gruff with exhaustion since he had only just gone to bed, "I understand. Call Barry. He knows what's going on. He will explain everything."
