Susan is boarded and secured by shackles to her seat in the charter Greyhound bus that has been contracted to make delivery of the purchased indentured servants.  She felt the bite of cold air when boarding.  But the bus driver is not with out compassion for those indentured servants without clothing.  As he has turned up the heat on the bus.<br/><br/>The bus leaves a 7 am sharp that morning. An through out the morning the bus would make stops at various homes, apartments to deliver the  indentured servant that was purchased.  It is like the whole world has gone upside down.  That society has regressed, as individual freedoms are no more.   Well that is for the vast majority of people.  For the citizens it is still the land of the free.<br/><br/>It is 3:08 pm when the bus pulls up in front of the Bank's home.  An officer of the national police would get out of the bus first and go and ring the door bell to the home.   While another would move to Susan and begin to undo her shackes, and prepare her for the delivery.<br/><br/>