Chapter 10

“Some years ago, you were training to fight for your life. Now you are going to be doing a greater good by signing up,” he said. Though he looked proud, there was an underlying note of warning in his voice.

I was still confused. Okay, I was training for my own protection even though I wasn’t told who I was to defend myself from, but how does my going to see this unknown group mean I’m doing a greater good? Questions were running through my mind.

“Who are these people that I’m supposed to meet?” I asked expectantly.

However, my dad heard the question that I slyly put the icing on top of and step-sided my question. He knew I was asking about his identity. This is because my father’s job for some years was as an electronic engineer who owned his own shop. I’ve even been to the shop once before I was whisked out of there with the excuse that something might blow up and hurt me. Come to think of it, the first day I went to that shop, I knew something was amiss. There wa