>Joe took a few steps away fromthe wall that he had been leaning on. " I do have a few questions, if you do not mind Commander Firehawk. >Mr. Edwards, what do you know of explosives?"
>"Don't answer that." replied Fenton. David took notice of this and watched Fenton's response. >"Lt. Fenton, Mr. Edwards, please let's not get into a pissing contest. We can find this information out by going through your service record, >and talking to your instructors at your tech school and your security training school. If you force Commander Firehawk to dig in the trenches >for this she may become cross, and any hope of leinency will disapear. Honesty would be wise." Joe replied. >Fenton got a strange look. Then he wispered something to Edwards, who wispered a little back. David was impressed with Joe. >Joe nodded. He then turned around to face the wall by Boulay. He made a motion for Firehawk to come over. Once assembled... "This >guy is a cog. From what you asked him, Commander, I think that the best course would be to talk to this officer that briefed him. If >you like, I can work up a background on him before you talk to him. It would take about 4 or 5 hours to get the necessary warrents and prep >the background. That is if you would not mind my assistance, and you would allow it, Captain." Joe whispered ever so quietly. "Done..." he walked away from the wall, "Mr. Edwards, what do you know of Specialist Dunn?"
