Chapter 42

• I walk into the waiting area and look around at all of the people waiting for their auctions to be over. Well, at least there is food. I wish I could put on something more comfortable. This ridiculous costume they put on me is uncomfortable, and it itches. I get it they want to make money off of money, but if someone is looking for a maid, why would she need to look like this. I scan the room, looking for a place to sit and wait. I would love to rest for a while before I leave. I have no idea what is to come, and I think a nap would be the best thing for me.
• "Hey, hybrid! Come here," Horace screams at me. I hope he is talking to someone else. 
• I turn around to make sure he is talking to me. Of course, he is. I am the only hybrid here tonight. I smile politely. "Coming, sir," I say in my sweetest voice.