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> "Is there a way to identify the writing style of that of the
former
Ambassador?" >The techncian smiled patiently. Obviously, the ambassador did not understand >that authentication did not come with a swipe of a tricorder.Counterfeiters >had been working for centuries to develop "real" fakes. Their level of >sophistication was extraordinarily high. A true artist could make Jefferson >seem to have risen from the tomb and rewritten the American Declaration of >Independence (at that thought, he chuckled to himself at the tricks he had >used to do just that for his doctoral dissertation). >"Sir, the process of authentication will take time," he said. "I can only give >you a preliminary evaluation this evening." "I'll take what you can give me tonight. Keep the item for those purposes please." >Still not opening the document, the technician then scanned the DNA traces and >had the computer analyze it. "At least we can start saying it is definitely originating from Cardassia." Since the Ambassador had been station on board Spacedock for some time, he
had seeked treatement at Sickbay at some point or another. As a result,
there was a medical file available for him that included his genetic
profile. A quick scan revealed the some of the DNA samples on the
parchment were his, though not all of them were.
(Intell-type person?)
AJ
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