I paced. Occasionally I cast my eyes up the lifts or briefly watched the
many different beings swirling around me. For a moment I inadvertantly
tapped into a signing conversation 20 meters away but averted my eyes feeling
that I intruded.
I had almost become lost once again in grim speculation when I glanced
up from the polished floor to see the red chevron on a screen. Inserting
my chip I sat quickly on the stool before it and skipping the current file
moved through the instructional pathways of the back file. I located Rider
Ynqe after several creative modifications of my name, Gallett’s, and Government
House in Mirhveda City. After back tracing it further through several major
relay transceivers it became a message generated by Gallett, Government
House, Mirhveda City, Mirhveda lot, to Rider Ince formerly of the service.
There was a designation number, I noted with relief. I coded it quickly.