> >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?"
>
"Nothing. I do not know anyone by the name Dunn. " Edwards
replied.
Fenton added, "What does this Dunn have to do with the charges that my
client was arrested on?"
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