Baram Sur's illegally modified skytow plowed the misty night skies of Orivantes, invisible to all the eyes  of the government's myriad surveillance networks...

At least if they failed, the gunship drones would deliver a quick death.

The hovercopter patrols were a common sight in the sky. No one would think twice to see it overhead.

No one would catch him now.

The venerable transports had delivered personnel and cargo for decades without fail.

The Hot Rod had always gotten him out of every scrape before but these pursuers weren't the local yokels.