Stopped on the way to work.

Three hours late and she wasn't even half way to work yet. Max was already putting together Normal's outburst in her head. He would threaten to fire her, rave and rant about slackers, good for nothing bums. If she was lucky maybe he would throw in some "bips" as well. She had to smile, it was nice getting back to her ordinary life. Stopping her peddling she let her bike coast to a stop in front of the single sector check point that separated her home and work.

Dressed in full riot gear, helmet and all, a sector cop approached her, "Papers Ma'am." Like Max had done a thousand times before she pulled her Jam Pony issued sector pass out of her jacket and offered it to the officer. A handheld scanner would read the barcode printed on the pass and she would be on her way.

But the cop didn't give her back her pass, instead he stared at the read out of his scanner for a moment before looking up at Max. His gaze cold as if he was measuring her up.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to come inside," Behind him stood a small Sector check point office, enough room inside for a small office and maybe a single interrogation room. Breaking a smile he finished, "You're file has been flagged, if you come inside we'll take care of it and you can be on your way."

This wasn't good.