The more powerful I am, the better prepared I’ll be to protect myself and the Young matriarchs from enemies,” Edraele agreed.They slipped out of t...he bedroom and the door closed silently behind them.“Are you off to see Luna now?” John asked as they walked down the hall.“She’s waiting to escort me to her quarters,” Edraele replied, opening the door into the lounge.The assassin was leaning against a wall, her attention on the door. As soon as it opened she pushed away and glided towards them.“Good. It took an hour for them to go through the process and a practice demonstration. In reality if it came to be, it could be done in as little as three minutes.A thousands things raced through my mind that I needed to do.I needed to pack some clothes. No, my go bag would do for today, the girls could pack some things for me and bring them over. I wanted some to stay with me - they could rotate every couple days.The Secret Service was antsy, wanting to get on the road to Washington. All of them. The natural cruelty of kids was compounded by his parents attempts to involve him in athletic and group activities where is physical and social shortcomings were only more highlighted. Finally, either from listening to his pleading or just tired of being disappointed in him they allowed him to quit those activities. His freshman year in high school was looking pretty good, relatively speaking. So far he had managed to navigate the social minefield that is high school without calling any. May I see some identification?"The moment of truth! I fished the old, phony Arizona driver's license out of my purse and held my breath. But he seemed not to notice the expiration date, merely writing down my name in a logbook before he handed it back to me and asked me to follow him to the vault.It was cool and dark, and I had to wait while he opened a waist-high door and led me into a chamber filled with row upon row of gray metal boxes. The little brass key was clutched in my trembling.