Three days had passed. It was the day of reckonning for Admiral Samuel
Lasiter, Starfleet's Commander in Chief.
The day begins: Lasiter, 0600 Office of Special Projects Conference Room.
Lasiter, in his dress uniform, sits at a table facing a view screen. Rear
Admiral Markus Garibaldi briefs him on the events at the secret base where
Lasiter's new mini fleet is being built. He learns of the incident that
nearly destroyed the entire project, and a good Doctor- Serana D'amondra.
Commander Sam Roeder also takes his turn, briefing both admirals on his
activities. Roeder had been busy with investigations of his own into three of
the Police Actions and into some other matters. Special Projects would soon
be ready for what was coming, the realization of phase one of the CinC's grand
plan.
The day begins: Brennan, 0630 CMO's Quarters.
"Doctor Brennan, sir. I am sorry to disturb you so early in the morning, but
I have an urgent communication for you on a secured channel." came the call
from the Alpha shift commuications officer in Ops.
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When his view screen turned on, and the Starfleet Emblem, had vanished the
face of a familiar woman graced the Doctor's view. It was Carrhae.
"Healer, I am sorry to be waking you in this manner, but circumstances left
me with no choice. Waking you with a kiss was just not possible with me still
in Pacifica.", she said in greeting.
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