Ondo had assured her there would be no such problems on Migdala. “The world is more rebellious than Maes Far. People on Migdala wouldn't take kindly to being tagged and monitored, even if it would make life easier for them. So long as you're disguised and can pay, you should be able to use the transportation system without being spotted.”
“Unless they're looking out for me.”
“If they are, I doubt you'll get as far as a public e-track service.”
Her appearance caused no comment as she boarded one of the silver high-speed trains, mask in hand and sunglasses covering her eyes. There were one or two appraising glances from younger passengers, males and females so far as she could tell, but they were gazes of frank s****l appreciation rather than suspicion. This far from Senefore, at least, i
