One Areas security officer looked at the other.
"Yeah, I see the alert. I'll take a left at the next corner. You can jump out and make the grab."
"This is my last one for today. Tomorrow, I'm driving."
"Fine, fine. Just don't botch this one. I need to get home for my daughter's birthday party. We've got a clown coming and everything."
"How old?"
"Six."
The Ares van rounded the corner smooth and surveillance cameras on top scanned over the turn-style entry to the public transport hub. A green box surrounded an image of one of the pedestrians on both security guards' AR.
"That's him. Go go go." yelled the driver as the van came to a stop. The second guard had his baton out as he charged into the suspect's back. It was hard to tell if the "Stop. Security." was actually said before he shocked the civilian into a heap of twitching muscles.
The security guard rolled the guy over, a middle aged man with graying hair, and slapped a small disk on his forehead. "You are being transported to Ares detention center 416 for questioning regarding an infraction of code 12 section 321 of the Port Wayne Id requirements act. Do not attempt to resist or you may experience severe consequences."
The man blinked once. The guard and driver loaded him into the back of the van, still a lump.
It was about a 3 minute ride to the detention center. The van docked with the building and the prisoner exchanged happened automatically. The prisoner was deposited into a small cell with glass walls. The disk popped off and rolled down a small hole in the floor, where it was collected for reuse. A screen and speaker flickered and hissed into the view of a magistrate dressed in black robes.
"Mister Weldon Smith, your SIN Id has been picked up at two different locations simultaneously in violation of code 12 section 321 of the Port Wayne Id requirements act. You are charged with trafficking in illegal identifications subject to a minimum incarceration of 42 months unless a fine of 23000 nuyen is paid within 24 hours. You will be transferred to a cell where you will have 4 minutes of wireless access to contact an advocate to arrange payment. Your communications may be monitored."
The man blinked again.
The floor and cell moved and the man was dumped into a storage cell with metal walls. With a whir, a small metal antenna lowered from the ceiling, and his AR world lit up again.
"Yeah, I see the alert. I'll take a left at the next corner. You can jump out and make the grab."
"This is my last one for today. Tomorrow, I'm driving."
"Fine, fine. Just don't botch this one. I need to get home for my daughter's birthday party. We've got a clown coming and everything."
"How old?"
"Six."
The Ares van rounded the corner smooth and surveillance cameras on top scanned over the turn-style entry to the public transport hub. A green box surrounded an image of one of the pedestrians on both security guards' AR.
"That's him. Go go go." yelled the driver as the van came to a stop. The second guard had his baton out as he charged into the suspect's back. It was hard to tell if the "Stop. Security." was actually said before he shocked the civilian into a heap of twitching muscles.
The security guard rolled the guy over, a middle aged man with graying hair, and slapped a small disk on his forehead. "You are being transported to Ares detention center 416 for questioning regarding an infraction of code 12 section 321 of the Port Wayne Id requirements act. Do not attempt to resist or you may experience severe consequences."
The man blinked once. The guard and driver loaded him into the back of the van, still a lump.
It was about a 3 minute ride to the detention center. The van docked with the building and the prisoner exchanged happened automatically. The prisoner was deposited into a small cell with glass walls. The disk popped off and rolled down a small hole in the floor, where it was collected for reuse. A screen and speaker flickered and hissed into the view of a magistrate dressed in black robes.
"Mister Weldon Smith, your SIN Id has been picked up at two different locations simultaneously in violation of code 12 section 321 of the Port Wayne Id requirements act. You are charged with trafficking in illegal identifications subject to a minimum incarceration of 42 months unless a fine of 23000 nuyen is paid within 24 hours. You will be transferred to a cell where you will have 4 minutes of wireless access to contact an advocate to arrange payment. Your communications may be monitored."
The man blinked again.
The floor and cell moved and the man was dumped into a storage cell with metal walls. With a whir, a small metal antenna lowered from the ceiling, and his AR world lit up again.
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