Two of them were crossing the showgrounds. The inspector watched them as they crossed over. She could do nothing to stop them as they were registered citizens. They came from beyond the showgrounds, further down the tracks, towards the etherport.

Both were short, and their golden hair marked them as typical changeling types. Who for, the inspector wondered briefly. It would be on file somewhere.

The older of the two, must be respectable enough as she wore a teacher’s black gown. It billowed out behind her. She plowed through the crowd which scattered in her path.

Her companion, a younger man, lengthened his pace to keep in step with her. He glanced around hungrily before the flood of humanity washed over them.

They disappeared back into the crowd. Only the wake of their passage marked their progress.

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