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me. Not sure what to do, I stand perfectly still.
    “Have a seat,” he says, his arm outstretched, indicating I sit on a purple couch. I slowly take a seat on what is probably the most comfortable piece of furniture I have ever sat on. I most definitely prefer this to the metal slab. It would be easy to curl up and fall asleep, especially since I did not sleep well the night before. The Enforcer takes a seat beside me, causing me to stiffen in fear. Slowly our glass sphere starts to move.
    “What have they told you?” the man in all black asks.
    “Very little,” I say.
    “Well you must know that you are going to the Enforcer sector,” he replies. He looks at me intently, as he waits for my response.
    “Yes.” I pause for a minute, waiting to see if he is going to say anything else. “I thought...um...I thought my pure blood was going to pick me up?” I ask.
    He chuckles a little. “She’s busy. My name is Alec. I work for the leader of the Enforcer sector, Killian. You are the clone of his daughter,” he says flatly. He takes his hand and runs it through his hair. That’s when I see it. The same silver band and mark that was on Roderick’s wrist is on his. I shudder.
    “And you are an Enforcer?” I ask.
    He looks down at the mark on his wrist and touches it with his other hand.
    “Oh. Yes. I am an Enforcer,” he replies.
    “So, how does this thing work?” I ask, waving my hand in the air, indicating our moving bubble.
    “Well, the MR2 runs off magnetic repulsers. My aleuron,” he indicates the silver band on his wrist, “creates a magnetic field. Normally, a contraption like this can only go up and down. However, we have installed magnetic receivers throughout the city that allow the MR2 to go back and forth as well.”
    “It all seems very…scientific,” I respond.
    “Yeah, that’s about as scientific I get. Science was never my strong suit,” he utters.
    “What is? Your strong suit, I mean.” I don’t know exactly why I asked the question. It is probably wiser for me to keep my mouth shut. He is an Enforcer and, according to Dr. Kendall, he can do whatever he wants to me. Maybe I asked because I want to talk about something, anything to take my mind of the events of Training Day. Or maybe I want to help diminish the apprehension I feel about being taken to meet my pure blood. Whatever the reason, it is too late to take the question back.
    “Combat. I’ve always been good at combat.” The stern and serious look he gives causes my blood to run cold. I look away and decide to focus my attentions on the city that is now my home. The buildings are all nice and well kept. Most are made of stone or brick. The streets are surprisingly clean and I do not notice a piece of trash littering them anywhere. I can only hope the Enforcer district is as nice.  I hear a loud rumble from above and the dark sky threatens rain.
    We pull up to a little building outside of a massive rod iron gate. A guard perched in the tiny structure gives a knowing wave to Alec and then hits a button that opens the gate, allowing our bubble to float through. The sphere comes to slow stop and then lowers as close to the ground as it can muster without actually touching it. The house, no, estate, is the nicest building I have seen so far. The mansion has two defined wings on each side. Several pointed tops make small towers. The details of the construction add to its grandeur. There are guards standing at the door and some walking along the property. This seems like a safe place. It would have to be if it holds the leader of the Enforcer sector and his family. This is to be my home and my prison. Before we get out of the hovering MR2, I turn back to Alec.
    “Any advice?” I ask, searching for something to ease my trepidation. He looks at me with a blank stare and for a minute, I think he is not going to respond.
    “Only speak when spoken to,” he replies with a sense of knowing in his voice. With that, we get out of the