Two good news, Two bad news

She pressed the answer button, and the woeful voice of Walden Abrams immediately came through, "Alla, you're still alive..."

Alla had left the Noir Suite not long ago but had not seen Walden Abrams, and her calls to him went unanswered.

She figured with all the gang underlings Walden Abrams had recruited, he should be safe. She merely sent him a message and then returned home.

Hearing Walden Abrams' voice now, her heart skipped a beat and she asked anxiously, "Mr. Abrams, what has happened to you?"

Walden Abrams responded with a bitter smile, "I'm fine, I just wanted to let you know that besides the golden slippers, you still owe me a golden right hand."

Relieved upon hearing he was okay, Alla then asked, creases forming on her forehead, "What golden right hand? I don't understand..."

Walden Abrams, with a smile that mirrored hers, chuckled, "You don't need to understand, just return it to me..."