Her driver's license had her old address on it from when she'd lived with Master Hugh. She'd forgotten to change her license when she moved, and Beck had it with him. What if he hurt her Master? Like he could. Master Hugh had an attitude, and cane or not, he'd probably clobber the rich man to death before Beck knew what hit him. She scrambled out of bed and dialed Master's number on her cell phone. She had it memorized. The rings tugged at her heart, but all she got was his voice mail. She choked up at the sound of his voice and put a hand over her mouth. “Hello. You've reached my voice mail, and if you don't already know who I am, then why are you harassing me? If I'm not answering my phone, it means I'm either detained or I just don't want to talk to you right now.” She grinned through her tears. Even on voice mail he was a cynical smartass. It sounded like he'd changed his recording since they'd been together. “If this is my ex wife, it is you. It's not me.” Kayla snickered but then frowned, feeling jealousy coil inside of her.
