Roman is pacing the hospital corridor, waiting for the number Shiv gave him to be answered. Finally a woman's voice answers, sounding professional. He guesses she doesn't have his number saved. "Gerri Kellman speaking."

"Hi, uh Gerri? It's Roman Roy. Logan's son?"

"Oh, hi Roman." She sounds surprised to hear from him on his dad's birthday. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I mean, no." He's not sure why he's tripping over his words, maybe it's the stress of the situation or maybe it's that the last time he saw Gerri he was a zit-ridden teenager. He can't remember much about her except that she's Shiv's godmother (but that doesn't really mean anything, Logan has no friends outside of work) and her husband also works for Waystar. He vaguely remembers her daughters, who are a decade younger than him.

"What's happened?"

"It's Dad. He, uh, collapsed and he's in hospital. We were playing baseball—"

"He collapsed playing baseball?"

"No, it was after that. On the helicopter." He hopes it wasn't the stress of having to arrange an NDA for that kid's family that did it. Offering the kid a million dollars and then tearing it up had seemed like something his dad would do, but then Logan had shaken the kid's hand as if to apologise for Roman and Roman had remembered that his dad grew up poor. Come to think of it, Shiv was the one who refused to sign the papers Logan wanted for Marcia so maybe this is her fault. He tears himself back to the present moment. "It's, a stroke, I think? He's unconscious."

"What hospital?" He gives her the location. "Who else knows?"

"Me, Shiv and Connor were with him when it happened. Shiv's calling Kendall now. And Marcia knows. Oh, and Tom. And cousin Greg."

"Okay. I'm on my way. For now we'll keep it need to know only. Just Karolina and Frank—"

"Frank's out," Roman interrupts. "Dad fired him. He made me COO."

There's a pause. "He fired Frank?" Gerri repeats.

"Yeah. That was before the stroke," he hastens to add.

"Okay. No Frank. Don't tell anyone else outside the family. We'll work on a statement, but the longer we can keep it on the down-low the better."

"Right. Yeah." He hasn't even considered the effect on the markets, but this is why they need someone cold and practical like Gerri to deal with things.

Gerri hesitates, then adds in a softer tone, "Your dad is tough, Roman." She doesn't say he'll be okay because he might not be.

"Yeah. Thanks. I'll see you when you get here."