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A few minutes later a guard arrived with Jorgenson in tow. The prisoner was
in wrist brackets and was brought to a seat at the table next to Ione Moiraine. He nodded to her as he sat down. "Mr. Jorgenson, we have brought you up here to inform you that the Federation is filing further charges against you. We are charging you with conspiracy to assassinate an official of the Federation, conspiracy to destroy this station, and conspiracy to endanger the lives of numerous civilians, foreign representatives, and Starfleet personnel both in San Francisco and aboard this station." Ione said nothing. There was actually nothing for her to say. The Commander was in full rights to do what he was doing.
Jorgenson paled to a ghostly white. "What are you talking about," he responded weakly, sounding quite dazed. (K'Tael?)
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