"Commander K'Tael?" she asked upon arrival.
K'Tael looked up from his desk. He was a typical Klingn in appearance. At least as typical as one could be in a Starfleet uniform. His black eyes studied the human woman upon her arrival, taking in her stance to judge her physical abilities as well as the way she presented herself. He was average in height for a Klingon, which placed him at about 6'5. His Klingon ridge was definitely not delicate, though it appeared very simple with only three wrinkles connecting to the central ridge. K'Tael was probably in his mid-to-late thirties. He showed little sign of aging, and, by his build, could clearly take care of himself against most opponants. He noded in response. Recognition of her voice regitered. "Commander Wilson," he said as he stood up. "Please, come in. Thank you for coming in so quickly. Not knowing how much the Admiral has briefed you, let me start by asking if you have any questions about the situatin with Mr. Jacobsen."
"Do you yet have any evidence that corroborates his statements?" Wilson asked.
"As of this time, we have not had full confirmation of his statements. The person he fingered as being in charge of his cell was indeed a member of his cell, and we do have him in custody. Considering how concerned he was for his welfare when agreeing to talk with us, we have little reason to believe that he would directly lie to us because we will be able to confirm whatever he shares with time."
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