>
> > "She is on a mission to meet up with of her deep cover agents. He
> > has some very important materials to deliver in person. While en route to
> > her rendez vous she came across a Starfleet ship that was, to say the least
> > out of place. She is investigating that at the moment. I can give you her
> > coordinates if you like."
> >
> > "Please," was all Matt said.
> >
> > Lasiter gave Matt the information that he had on what the Romulan Intell
> > chief was doing.
> >
> > In parting Lasiter said, "Just do not tell me what you plan on doing, so i
> > can not be questioned. However, if you run into trouble just call, and help
> > will be on the way."
> >
> > Matt smiled crookedly. "Acknowledged," he told him. "And," he added,
> > "should this go badly, and should you need it, you can find a letter of
> > resignation in my desk. I'd prefer not to use it, but if that's what
> > Starfleet needs, you have it."
> >
> > Nabru remained silent during their interchange. She knew the place where
> > Carrhae was headed first-hand. Trouble was all too easy to find there.
> > As far as she was concerned, they could not leave too soon.
> >
> > Matt turned to Nabru. "Shall we?" he asked.
>
> "Before we go, may I ask a question, Admiral?"
>
Lasiter nodded, carefully eyeing the good doctor.
>
> "Is there anything you can tell us about Admiral t'Llhweiir's mission that
> might explain what's going on?"
>
Lasiter thought for a moment. This was very classified, and according the the
rules as CMO he had absolutely no right to know or even question why/where she had
gone. However, this was one of those situations that fell into the grey area. The
kind of situation that he was going to know despite what the rules or what Lasiter
thought of the situation. Lord this brought him back to the good old days....
"She has going to meet one of her deep cover operatives. She told me that this
operative had something very big. Something so important that it had to go to the
top, at once. No middle men. Something involving the Cardassians and other
non-aligned races." he replied.
>
> Nabru looked at Lasiter a moment, but she kept her thoughts to herself.
> Finally, she said, "Thank you, Sir," and indicated to Brennan that she was
> ready to leave.
>
> > They headed back to his quarters where he quickly changed. THe uniform
> > simply wouldn't do. He changed into comfortable blue jeans with a blood red
> > buttoned-down shirt. From a hidden drawer in his dresser he removed a
> > weapon, manufactured by his brother-in-law's company, and checked the
> > charge. It was full, of course. Matt rarely had cause to use the sidearm.
> > He attached the holster to his right hip, scooped up a few extra charge
> > packs, and then slipped an antique leather bomber jacket on to hide the
> > weapon.
>
>
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