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It was not the team that usually dealt with rebellious Unaccepted, and we were not such people anyway.
They walked briskly, nearly running, to our door. The whole way they stooped over as though expecting gun fire. Dear Lord, not something terrible. Don't let them take Daddy or Ephesus again.
Of course, there was no gunfire. They came to our front door and knocked. They knocked hard, but still politely.
Daddy opened the door, and they all rushed in. The last one slammed the door behind him. Ephesus turned to go towards his bedroom, but the commander barked at him, "Don't move at all! Hands away from your pockets!"
Ephesus froze, his back still toward them. We all obeyed.
Then the commander relaxed. His men were standing around him with guns pointed in every direction, still hunkered down. They must still be afraid of shots.
Their commander sighed. "At ease, troops. These won't be any trouble."
The men cautiously stood up to their full height. Once they were standing I could see that they were all very decorated. The United had sent their crack peace-keepers to us.
Daddy asked in a low tone, which betrayed his fear, "What is the matter, captain?"
"We were sent to pick up two Christians and bring them into special custody."
Ephesus, not turning around, asked, "May I ask why?"
"You can, but it won't do much good. I won't tell you, and in fact, I can't because I don't know. Regulations. We are not told why, just what to do."
Father asked him, "May you give us a few minutes to gather our things?"
That was my daddy. He wouldn't have fought them if only the captain were there. He knew the Bible. They did not bear the sword in vain.
The captain spoke, "Yes, but my advice would be to not try to bring too much. Everything has to be searched and inspected, and if you bring too much, the inspectors will just toss a lot of it away instead of checking it."
I watched helplessly as my daddy and brother went to gather together some clothes, their electronics, and a few emotional trinkets. As Father went through the door the bedroom he called back, "Do you have any idea how long we will be in custody? Or what kind of custody this is?"
The captain answered, "In a secured apartment complex. No one knows how long they'll be there."
Ephesus returned from his bedroom with a bag. He had put on his coat, the pockets of which were always bulging with everything from garbage to computer chips. He never remembered to empty the pockets.
Ephesus asked, "Am I permitted this much, and can I wear the coat in the car?"
My father had experienced trouble trying to travel with his laptop before. They never trusted Unaccepted with anything technological on the mass transit systems. As he exited his bedroom he asked, "Will there be any trouble with me bringing my laptop?"
The captain appeared surprised. "What do you mean? Neither of you are coming."