Laney found the quietest corner she could in a small room down the hall from the ballroom. She suspected it was used for catering services or something, but was currently empty, aside from a table. She stood facing the window and pressed the FaceTime contact with shaking fingers, waiting with breathless anticipation for the Master to answer. He picked up immediately, though is was 6:00 am in Osaka.
"Miss Paul," his cold voice penetrated her heart.
"Master," she said just as coldly, letting him see the chill in her ice blue eyes. She hadn't called him father since the day her mother killed herself eleven years earlier.
"Report," he demanded.
Anger filled her, but she forced it back, knowing it was a useless emotion against such a man. As she'd done dozens of times, she demanded, "Let me
