Chapter 67

SCOTT

"What do you want, seriously, speaking about food now?"

"Three fried eggs, over easy, a half dozen slices of bacon, two slices of whole wheat toast, coffee, black, and orange juice, please, sir."

"You are hungry."

"I didn't eat a lot last night, Master. I was nervous, didn't know who I'd get sold to, hoping it wasn't Regina. She reminds me of who I used to be, which wasn't a nice person. I was hoping for you, Jerry or Chen."

"Your Master played the game so I'd win the last hand and put Regina nearly out of money. He didn't want you going to Regina either. I suppose he could have done it with one of the others if they'd had good cards that hand. Ended up being me."

I called our order in, ordering a three egg Spanish omelet with two pancakes for myself with OJ and Earl Gray tea.

"Should I make you answer the door naked?" I asked.

She