>"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.
>
>She left out that conspiracy to attack someone was a crime. "What can you
>tell me about your associates?"
>
> "All in all, good folks, I'd say. What else can I say, Commander???"
>again with the snide answer. He was being polite, as directed by his lawyer,
>but not all that cooperative.
>
>"Well, I am curious to hear what you folks talk about." Audra paused for a
>moment. "Like, for example, how do you and your friends feel about
>Venasians?"
>
"We like them fine." Charles said giving the politically correct answer. "We
just prefer that they would stay out of our government's affiars. They they would be
the friends that they are supposed to be and share some technology. That they would
stop trying to influence our leaders in the Federation and at Starfleet." he
continued...
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