... Now he smiled in victory. He could not help himself.
Phillips smiled back, "Let's follow protocol here. Search him for weapons. We don't want to endanger ourselves, now do we..."
The petty officer smiled giving a typical answer.... "Aye sir.", he answered as he patting down the intruder.
Roach submitted to the search without further protest. His smug expression did
not change. They would find the "toy" he used to get through the forcefield
and a few other similar items. But no weapon. *And* no identification.
"Take it easy now. If you protest too much we'll stun you and search you while you're unconscious. Besides, with the protective shield up around the property up, I doubt that your transmission made it to where ever it was going."
For the first time, the Roach looked worried. Had his transmission been scrambled? Was all of this for nothing?
He said nothing, however.
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