To a distant, high-rise skyscraper.

Sitting on a window seat, Charlene sees the island getting smaller and further away as the helicopter ascends to the sky. Now all that Charlene saw was blue, rippling water. See took her eyes from the window and saw the four girls sitting right in front of her facing her. They seemed uninterested in her doing their business. To the left, Charlene saw the woman from before, on a wireless phone receiver. She seemed to be busy in contacting people or some other business. The rotors of the helicopter were so loud that it drowned out the sound of her busy voice. Michelle sat to the left of the woman, uncomfortable in her seat. She seemed to be shivering from the cold temperatures inside the passenger bay. She didn't seem interested in Charlene, the woman, or the other girls.

The sound of the rotating rotors caught Charlene's ear. They sounded like they were decelerating. Charlene looked out from the window and there on the horizon she saw a cityscape, blanketed by a sunset sky. The city looked busy in its last shifts. Even with the extensive knowledge of Charlene, she didn't know which city was below.

The helicopter neared a high-rise building that looked cylindrical in shape. The top floors instead looked square with four corners. Atop the building lay a helipad with its distinctive "H" sign in its center. In less than a minute, the helicopter landed and shut down on the helipad.

The two doors opened and several figures in black tuxedos took the woman, the four girls and Michelle and Charlene out of the helicopter and escorted them down a flight of stairs. Into a hallway and into a pair of double doors, Charlene and Michelle were led into a extensive den, an exclusive part of the penthouse they were entering.

Through the den and into the main hall. The woman and the four girls broke off and walk to the side to sit in their respective chairs. At the end of the hall sat a hunky man with black hair and a goatee, sitting on a ornate Chinese chair. The chair sat on an elevated stage and two bodyguards sat at either side of the chair. The hunky man then motioned both Michelle and Charlene to step forward.

Charlene was the first to start walking down the hall. On the floor lay a long red carpet with Japanese embroidered characters on it. Charlene, walking seductively, was first getting to the stage, with Michelle trailing her. Right then and there, the hunky man, dressed in an authentic, Chinese silk suit, stood up and approached the two girls.

"Your taste ceases to amazed Cleo," the man mentioned to the woman. "I believe these two are the cream of the crop, as they say. I wouldn't know what you mean by bringing them here, but are you really trying to say that these two girls are going to be our next proteges?"

"I just took your word, master," Cleo said now standing and facing the man.

"I guess I'll have to take a leap of faith and take your word for it then," the man replied, but in a saddening, disappointed tone. Now looking straight in the eye in a seductive way, he asks Charlene, "Now what's your name?"

"Charlene," she replied.

"Charlene. Such a beautiful name for a beautiful face," he said, looking to Cleo. His comment had enough power to impress a smile on Charlene's face. He asked the same to Michelle which brought the same results. "Now, girls, I want your new sisters to be pampered and prepped for tomorrow, a big day indeed."

The four girls seated near Cleo then stood up in unison and a pair took Michelle to one wing of the penthouse and another took Charlene downstairs, but still on the same wing.