I headed back toward the dock, taking the long way around so that the shipping office would be between me and the cops, assuming they were still maintaining watch. On the way, I gradually changed my appearance, using features from random pedestrians to produce a mash-up that shouldn’t resemble any one individual. I just hoped I was getting it right; I couldn’t take out my spider to get a selfie. If people screamed and turned away, I’d have to start over.