tempered by the thought that all of his sacrifice might be for nothing. Still,
until that was confirmed, he had to hold on to hope.
It was all he had.
"I've also been asked to tell you that the ID check on the suspect came back positive from the Starfleet databases. He is a reporter, if I can use the term loosley. He registered for press credentials on Spacedock a few months ago. His name is Delbert Roach. Station security regrets the delay in getting this information to you. They assumed that you had a sentient being in custody, not an insect, Sir.", continued the security officer.
Roach bristled at the insult.
"Mind your manners, petty officer.", rebuffed Turner.
"Yes, sir. I'm sorry sir."
"Carry on."
With that the officer left. Tanaka and Turner turned their hard gaze on the Roach...
"So..., Mr. Roach. Please explain what you are doing here, before we have you taken downtown, as they say?"
"I'm taking a little vacation time," he replied. "Thought I'd take some pictures of the sunset."
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