Mat closes his eyes and sighs heavily. "Thank God, I made a good choice." He settles back, extending his hand towards Susan.<br/><br/>"Introductions. Sgt. Mathew Bank, USMC, retired.<br/><br/>"Now, on to more practical matters." He picks up the receipt for the indentured servant and handed it to her. "These are the rules they provided me. We're going to need to work out some sort of sort of code, some subtle way that I can understand that something is beyond your boundaries and react accordingly. There's a reason I called you Ms. Clark when we entered, and I will continue using it, indicating that it's safe to drop the ruse momentarily."<br/><br/>His eyes bore into her again. "This is a dangerous game we're playing here, Ms. Clark. One that, if it backfires, will but us both in a position that I'd rather we weren't. What I intend is some sort of underground railroad, like we had just before the Civil War, to get these new indentured servants out of this screwed up country. Possibly smuggle them to Canada, so they can truly be free. That's the first step.<br/><br/>"The second step would be to amass a militia army to take down the administration that grabbed power and set it up like the Founding Fathers intended. That's the long term goal."<br/><br/>He takes up the bio again. "I don't care if they said you were a subversive because you see God as female instead of male. That's your view, and I'm not qualified to judge your beliefs. Yes, I am Christian, but not the traditional Fire 'n Brimstone type. As long as you have a good heart, and do good deeds towards others, you're all right.<br/><br/>"Now, for the first part of the plan. It will take some planing, but I think you can work with some of the other slaves to get the word out about the railroad."