Casey's POV

I exited the slave house to meet with the maid overseer who had sent for me. I knew within me why she was calling. It couldn't be anything other than to ask the reason for my absence. 

If I wasn't sneaking out, I would have told her where I was heading before leaving. It was mandatory as she deserved to know the whereabouts of everyone under her control. 

I wasn't surprised when I found out after meeting her that I was right with my guess. 

"Casey," The maid overseer dispersed two men talking with her as she turned her full attention to me.  "I called for you about...