47When Zeke continued south on highway 80 past her old neighborhood, Kate looked across to him.
“May I ask where we’re going, Master?”
“Where does any hungry lil’ b***h go after school, babygirl? To a fast food dump, right? I’m taking my slave pet to Uncle Jack’s Burger Shack. In northwest Berkeley. Know it?”
Kate shook her head. “Well, it’s a takeout and fast food joint wantin’ to be a big chain someday. It’s fast food, but I’m sure it’ll be a lot slower tonight, once the customers get a look at you sittin’ there licking my fingers as I feed you French fries.”
“Sitting there? You’re taking me inside a restaurant? Like this?”
“You look disappointed, babygirl. Did you think maybe I only eat fried chicken?”
Kate bit her lip. Stupid girl. Her anxiety was momentary though, as Zeke’s laug
