> The day had been busy for all on SPD this fine day.  However, for K'Tael it 

> was about to get more interesting...
>
> Tom just came walking into the office of the Chief Security Officer.
>
> "Screw the pleasentries.  We need to talk, and now.  Got a secure place 
> where there are not any snoppy eyes or ears?" the human abruptly announced 
> upon entering.
>
> The Klingon looked up from his work.  He was surprised to see Tom in his 
> office.  The human so rarely wanted to meet here, and considering some of 
the 
> things he was involved with, K'Tael knew why.
>
> He tapped his console a few times.  "My office is now fully secure," he 
said 
> simply waiting to hear what Tom wanted to speak to him about.

"You have some trouble coming your way.  One of my bugs picked up a 
conversation in the Bajoran Embassy regarding an embassy courier bringing a 
severed humanoid hand onto the station.  Your Commanders Dais and Garibaldi 
were in there inquiring about it.  When they left there was a big pow-wow and 
I got it recorded.  You are about to have a diplomatic bomb blow up here.  I 
also hear that a certain group is looking for the pee-on that you have on 
ice.  You know the guy that was beatup pretty bad by the Bajoran torture 
freak that took a few years off of poor O'Neil's life...  They are really 
beating the grass to find him."

K'Tael was not surprised to hear that Orin was being hunted down.  That was one of the 
reasons he was being held on Mars under the watchful eye of his assistant.  He had to 
warn her that they might be getting closer.  "Was their any indication that they might 
know where he really is?"

   {OOC: O'Neil is an older informant, who is now dead.  He was to give some 
information on the girl that was impersonating Selara D'amondra- the pirate.  The new 
informant is a new dude, whose name I can not remember and my back log of e-mail is 
now gone.  Pitty that happened before we had the archive site...  So let's call this 
guy Orin.}
(response?)

K'Tael knew the basics of the hand incident and that it was being taken care of by 
Dais and Joe Garibaldi, but he was not sure how far along in the investigation they 
had gotten.  "Do you have an idea who the hand might have belonged to when it was 
still attached?"

   "Off hand...." he said with a smile, happy to use a pun.  "... I would say maybe 
poor O'Neil or perhaps another in the organization.  They did not say out right who it 
belonged to, and I could not scan it for DNA...  I can say that it looked small, 
diminutive.  Perhaps a young woman's hand..."

   {response}

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