>Salaar went to join the delegation. Celana, who had reached the entrance to
>the ship by this time, paused in the doorway to look back. Her eyes rested
>once on Admiral Renaud, then looked around the docking bay as if taking in
>the rest of the station. There seemed to be a strange finality to her
>expression, and then she disappeared into the ship.
Lorin stood in an At Ease position and watched...he noted her expression...was
she well?? He didn't like the feeling.
Lorin was not the only one watching. Wilson, one of Starfleet's special
intelligence operatives was also watching. He blended in, as he was trained
to do.
Lorin hit his commbadge after the ship lifted off as he walked back to his
quarters, "Admiral Renaud to Docking. Do me a favor and track the Ambassador's
ship to their final location-for security sake. Let me know of anything out of
the ordinary. Renaud out."
He went to his office, notified Ops of the Ambassador's leave and settled down
to work on his Council proceedings.
After Lorin Left, Wilson made a call of his own.
"Wilson to t'Llhweiir. I am have bad news. Ambassador D'amondra has left
the station along with the Venasian delegation. I arrived as they were
leaving the station. Admiral Renaud was there to see them off, and he made a
call to Ops before he left the diplomatic docking area. I have not yet
tracked down his call to determine what he called about, but I will do that
next. Your orders, Admiral."
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