The phone’s all in one piece, I’m glad to see. I slump down in the seat and shut the door firmly behind me. There’s a polarization control for the electrosensitive crystals in the transplas, and I set it for one-way. I can see out—not too well, because the calibration’s way off—but (theoretically) nobody can see in. (I read somewhere that far infrared isn’t affected by the crystals, but if someone packing that much tech’s close enough for it to matter, I’m dead anyway.) I take a deep breath to calm myself, to slow down the pulse that’s racing in my ears, and check my watch again.