“What about our passports? What if the government’s after us? We’ll be fugitives, won’t we?”
“Ranya, you only need passports at airports. With sailboats, it’s a whole different world out there.”
“Just pay your way in cash, and don’t make problems?”
“You’ve got it. Keep a low profile, and keep moving. It’s called being a ‘PT.’ It means you’re just passing through, you’re a permanent tourist, and you’re practically transparent. For lots of people it means prior taxpayer…and if you want to keep it that way, you have to be privacy trained. That’s being a ‘PT.’ We can buy papers and new vessel documents when we get to some islands I know in the Caribbean. Citizenship is cheap some places, you can pick any name you want.”
Ranya laughed again. “So we’re going to wind up in a Colombian prison is what you’re saying, some place like Devil’s Island.”
From Enemies Foreign And Domestic, my first novel.
