"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 slammed his hand on the table. "I am not going to play games with you, Mr. Jorgenson. People have died, and many, many more have been injured by what you and your friends have done. You are going down. Now the question is how far down do you want to go, and how much are you going to tell us to throw you a life line. We have you on film bragging about the attack on the Lasiter funeral in San Francisco before it actually occurred."
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