Golan Dulath was in his office working on some paperwork.  Things had been pretty quiet lately.  Work on the creation of the Council was working out.  Meetings were simple, particularly now that the excitement about who the Romulan representative was had quieted down.

The door to his office opened and in stepped Melora Damesh.  She tossed a PADD on his desk. "I think you may want to see this."

Golan was disgusted by the fact that she would just walk in, but he picked up the PADD and glanced at what was written on it.  He didn't like what he was seeing.  It was clearly an intelligence reports.  He had to wonder where Melora had gotten it, and why she had gotten it before him.  At the same time, he was glad that she had brought it to him.

Simply stated, the report indicated that something was up with the Venasians.  Apparently, the Venasian Tremea stationed on Cardassia Prime had requested political asylum.  That in itself was amazing, considering past relations.  The government had extended asylum.  There were also rumors of similar things happening on the homeworlds of the other major powers in the quadrant.

Golan tapped his console.  "Get me the Venasian Embassy .... NOW!"

Melora stood there smiling.  She liked getting Golan worked up.  She had shown him she had more connection than him.

(response from the Venasians?)

AJ

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