The Nero's Curfew

A body sees an opportunity and says, yes. The Nero's men closed in on us as we raised our hands and surrender. After the chase, they were too impatient for curtices. They would bring us back north to the heart of downtown to the Nero. Before she became us, the woman had been a systems engineer for the city's rail network. By the time their paths crossed, she hadn't so much as looked at a route grid in months.