He gestured towards the trunk and a change of clothes that would be appropriate for my position in town. I rolled my eyes and changed outfits in the backseat just as we headed towards the stone walls of Genesis. I kept glancing in his rearview mirror, making sure he wasn't watching me disrobe. Although the pants were one size too big and the shirt one size too small, it would have to do. Dressed in grays and blues, I would fit in for my position as a servant. I fidgeted with the crest on my sleeve, Livery. Although I'd never seen it up close, I knew what it looked like from school. My stomach clenched and my hands bunched into fists as I felt my heart rate climb. I could do this, I had to do this, I had no other choice. I swallowed the fear and uncertainty. The guard dropped us off at the front of Governor Craynor's mansion and Jaxon gripped my arm as he led me towards the entrance. I glanced at him, raising an inquisitive eyebrow. He looked nothing like the Jaxon I knew, clothes included as he wore the government's standard-issue gray military uniform and carried a file in his hand; the game was on.
