"Lead the way," she replied, indicating the door where the interview would take
place."
They entered a room that was slightly cold, but brightly lit. Sitting there was
Charles, and his lawyer. On the other side fo the table were a pair of chairs, and in
the middle fo the table was a recording device.
"Charles, this is Commander Firehawk. We are sharing jurisdiction with Starfleet, and
she has agreed to participate in your interview. "
"Unless we have objections." replied his lawyer.
"Unless nothing, shirt. Just sit back and relax. Your illedged crimes were committed
on a Starfleet facility and they want a piece of you, too. Just who ever gets the
better deal, or charge... wins your client..." all smoke,
but it was enough to stop the posturing...
"Ms Firehawk..." Grimes said turning things over to her.
"Hello, Charles. I would like to start with you providing us with your full legal
name."
"I don't ahe to answer your questions, Fleet." Charles snapped. His lawyer
leaned over to him, whispering something in his ear. Charles made a face, but seemed
to be honestly listening, if not liking what he was hearing.
"Charles Dunleavy." Charles finally answered after a long moment of silence.
"What can you tell me about the meeting you were at when you were brought into
custody?"
"What's to tell? Some associaites of mine were getting together. We were
networking. Nothing illegal with that, is there???" came his snide answer.
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