With all the passengers boarding the shuttle Sonya wasn't focussed enough on the stranger who came right to her seat. Still she had no idea if this trip would be good or bad. At least in Liberty space the LSF would have the possibility to trace her route down but it would cost them quite a time.
"Ma'am, it seems you've lost something." A flight attentend stood beside Sonya's seat with an envelop in her hand. "Oh, thank you. It must have slipped out of my pocket while I was taking a seat," she answered.
Right what I've had expected. There's somebody on this vessel. Guess they wanna keep an eye on me.
At this time she was about to regret her decission to meet this Paco Pistols but if there was any corruption in Liberty this was her chance to uncover all of it. With the typical sound the docking clamps were removed from the shuttle and the flight to California Minor was about to begin.
Carefully Sonya took a look on the envelop.