"Magic, technology? Either is probably just as valid, or invalid, an answer as to how we were brought here. At an advanced enough level, how would you even distinguish one from the other? I know the names of those higher up the chain. Get official memos occasionally, responses to some queries or special requests from new arrivals. Oddly enough, no boring meetings complete with PowerPoint images. A surprising lack of overall supervision. Lately, I've been trying to follow the money trail. No success yet."
She laughed softly. "Oppositional Defiance Disorder. A disinclination to take stupid orders from stupid people. I've been accused of suffering from it occasionally. The solution is to move far enough up the food chain that you are the one making most of the policy. I also try to avoid giving stupid orders."
Selene made a quick gesture with one hand, as if throwing something small away. "There is a small, if growing slowly, population group of supernaturals in Preya, not to mention the various magic users. I don't think Spike's 'interview with a vampire' session on that radio talk show will be any more than his fifteen minutes of fame. Live and let live seems to be the official policy, and it is certainly mine. I'll be talking to him Monday night anyway. Have yet to decide which official hat, if any, I'll be wearing for the occasion."