As soon as I end the call to Alfie, I call Beta Austin. I have no intention of sitting around waiting until they decide to let me know something is wrong. Hell, they probably wouldn’t have even told me anything! I would likely have gotten home after the first three-month spell of training for the month-long break and found out then, and I bet only then would I have found out if my Dad was still ill. Sometimes I wish they would treat me with a little more respect. Though it could be my Dad’s orders too, I wouldn’t put it past him. “Hello Austin Levine speaking” he answers. Jackass, surely he knows it was my number? “Hey Beta, is Roman here” I say bluntly. I hear an audible sigh, though I am certain it was close to a groan. I am guessing he doesn’t want to talk to me. “Oh hey Ro.