"Good. We've been watching you since you left the BART. Your Fast Pass says that you've been riding to a lot of strange places at a lot of funny hours."
I felt something let go inside my chest. This wasn't about the Xnet at all, then, not really. They'd been watching my subway use and wanted to know why it had been so freaky lately. How totally stupid.
"So you guys follow everyone who comes out of the BART station with a funny ride-history? You must be busy."
"Not everyone, Marcus. We get an alert when anyone with an uncommon ride profile comes out and that helps us assess whether we want to investigate. In your case, we came along because we wanted to know why a smart-looking kid like you had such a funny ride profile?"
Now that I knew I wasn't about to go to jail, I was getting pissed. These guys had no business spying on me -- Christ, the BART had no business helping them to spy on me. Where the hell did my subway pass get off on finking me out for having a "nonstandard ride pattern?"
"I think I'd like to be arrested now," I said.
Booger sat back and raised his eyebrow at me.
"Really? On what charge?"
"Oh, you mean riding public transit in a nonstandard way isn't a crime?"
Zit closed his eyes and scrubbed them with his thumbs.