under the scanners

Nothing seems terribly important anymore. As long as I make my jumps, run my checks, hold their backs, no one notices anything. I won't let myself get careless, because I need to make it to Chongquing. Our crew can pull it off, and if we pull it right we'll get enough coin so no one will notice I don't care. Ice shoots me strange looks, Em blossoms with cheer, Caban is relaxing again. No one knows. They won't have to.