“Welcome to
Sartoria, will you be staying long?” The customs agent asked pleasantly.
“Depends on
if I land my client.” Tanya replied agreeably. It was the truth so she could
tell it with a straight face, not that she couldn't lie just as well.
“You won’t
need those here. You’ll find that we’re very modern.” He nodded to the weapons
riding her hips in their holsters. “Not that they aren’t allowed, of course.”
“I think
I’ll hang on to them.” Tanya said as she began to move off. “I’m so defenseless
without them.”
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