"With your permission, then, sir, we'd like to perform some tests on those
samples?"

  "Please do.  On another note, I may be down for another does of whatever you
gave me last night.  I may be able to figure out a few other things tomorrow."
Lasiter said with a wry, smile.

"I'll probably be there working on those samples."  He stood.  "Unless there's 
something else, sir?" he asked.

(eh?)

He and Mary headed directly down to Security.  "We'd like to sign out the tissue 
samples of Admiral Lasiter's attacker on DS9," he told the person at the desk.

(eh?(





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