> >"Well, Captain Dart thrower...." he started jokingly.
>
> "Cute, smartass."
>
> >"My team has leads on a total of 472 personnel within Starfleet.
> >Of those I can say that only 28 could possibly be moved on within the
> >next 15 days, another 50 could be moved on say in 45 days, and a
whopping
> >204 are very good suspects with all sorts of surveillance and and the
like
> >being put on them. The rest, oh say 190 or so, are only suspects and we
> >are still working on. Now by move on, I mean indict and arrest. Trial
> >prep is another thing. Bad news is that we are only scratching the
> >surface, and with each passing week we add another 15 or so names to our
> >list. Even with the added resources that Renaud gave us we can not make
> >too much headway, at least not like this."
>
> David groaned, "What else can I do...you best have another idea."
>
> >"Oh come on boss man, you know me. I have an idea, but it is going to
> >take you selling this idea to the top brass. This idea is not going to
be
> >popular." Joe replied.
>
> "Spill it..." he idly fingered his remote and turned the News on out of
habit.
>
"Well it is like this...." he started but never finished.
>
> <insert news here>
>
> <ooc: pardon my language>
>
> He held up his hand to stop Joe in mid-sentence as he stood up, "Oh
> shit....Joe, I hope you don't have anything else going on this
morning..you
> are affiliated with JAG and we're about to get booked."
>
"It is just news, bad news at that. Why should we head to Ops?
Station Operations has next to nothing to do with that story, and me even
less. " Joe questioned. He never saw the point in panicing over the news
broadcast. But that was just him.
>
> "Let's go to Ops now and see if we can beat the crowd." he stood and
> straightened his collar and grabbed a PADD, "C'mon."
>
> They walked out and towards Ops.
>
