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Just then, the doors to the conference room parted and revealed Lt.
Aravis Holt standing in. As usual, her hair was once again pulled back in a tight bun. She was holding a PADD, and her uniform could not have been any more perfect. She walked over to the table and took a seat. "Well, gentlemen, I have arranged for the prisoner to be brought in a few minutes. I just wanted to know if there is anything you wanted to ask or that we should go over before we started his interview." Torgath decided to start. "Have we received any more information about Leaver?" Aravis tapped a few things on the table and activated the viewscreen on the wall at the end of the table. "No one has had a chance to talk to him as of yet. You pack quite a punch, Mr. Breknor," she added with a smile. "My apologies for harming him in any way. We were just concerned about the safety of Mr. Shevab and wanted to incapacitate his attacker as quickly as possible." "The prisoner is still unconscious. We had someone come up from Sickbay to check up on him, but he is all right." She tapped a few more things on the console and the screen shifted from the traditional Starfleet insignia to what was clearly Leaver's employment records. "As you can see, there is nothing extraordinary about Mr. Leaver, but that can be said of most of the Brothers we have captured. They are talented and, often, well positioned, but there records are clean." Torgath read through the report on the screen and had to admit that the Lieutenant was correct. Leaver did well in work, but not extraordinary enough to stand out. He did not seem to get into any sort of trouble either. "Do we have any information about his personal history outside of work?" "He is from Earth ... California, more specifically. His family has always has a skirting relationship with Starfleet as well as the shipping industry." That seemed to fit in with the recent attack at the funeral for Admiral Lasiter's son, though, transportation around Earth was easy thanks to the transporter network. "We may want to send someone down to talk to his family and friends in the area. It is possible that some of them may also be involved with the Brotherhood. That tends to be the case in situations like this," added the Brikarian. Torgath nodded. "That would be a good idea." Just then the doors parted and the prisoner was brought into the
room. He took the seat at the end of the table. His lawyer was with
him and sat immediately to his left. Leaver seemed no worse for his
meeting with Ensign Breknor, but he did look weary. His hair was mussed,
but he was still wearing an Engineering uniform. He said nothing.
His lawyer on the other hand was finely dressed. He wore a simple
pale green suit with a mustard shirt and a burnt sienna tie. Not
surprisingly, he was a human. He was balled and looked to be about in his
50s. He turned his eyes to the officers at the other end of the
table. "I am Jacob Greene, and I am here to represent Mr. Leaver. I
would like to know what specific charges are being pursued against him.
(folks?)
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