Over the next ten minutes Dav noticed they were passing more and more transport vehicles, all looking fully laden. The vehicles were both heading in their direction and back the other way.
Tarkus leaned in close to Roz.
“Wherever we’re going involves cargo transfer between the towers, doesn’t it?”
“I thought you’d spot that at some point,” said Roz quietly. “Yes, there are some somewhat unofficial routes between the two towers. In theory they carry licenced goods from and to specific locations. In practice… not so much.
“The ones we’re heading for are only supposed to be moving things around this tower. Sometimes it’s easier to fly something up or down between floors if it’s light and valuable enough.”
“Like the electronics that were being sorted out from all the rubbish?”
“Exac
