**
Matt watched closely for signs of the enemy.
The excellent driver that Matt was he was the traffic was not a problem for
him. In a few hundred yards they passed the assailant car. However, they
were not so experienced and could not handle the delivery vehicles and
other vehicles crowding them on the narrow streets of the ancient town.
Matt and company were given a chance to disappear...
Carrhae monitored the other vehicle as the distance between it and theirs
lengthened.
The three some successfully evade their pursuers. Matt took a wild turn
into an alley that led to the back of their destination. The thugs were
lost.
Since her padd now had a reading on their adversaries, she set it to
vibrate a warning should they re-enter its effective range. As they rode,
Carrhae thought through the situation. For some reason--and she was not
ready to assume that Tyrus Naraal was that reason, the Ramesar were
interested in Matthew, Marcus and/or herself.
Since she and Matthew had not announced their journey to Bajor before their
arrival the day before, either they had been followed here or the Ramesar
were already on planet when they arrived. Between the detour to the
asteroid bett to test the Sword's weapons and the unscheduled uses of his
cloak, following the small ship undetected would have been quite difficult.
If they were already on the planet, then it was more likely that something
Garibaldi had said or done--even his mere presence here--had drawn their
attention.
Before getting out of the vehicle, she checked her weapon to make sure it
was fully operational and still stored in easy reach of her left hand.
*Matthew powered down the vehicle and stepped out, his hand automatically
reaching inside his jacket to feel the hilt of his sword there. It was
deactivated at the moment, so only the hilt was visible. He scanned the
area as they other two moved toward the building, and then he followed them.
*
One inside the establishment, Marcus waved to a hostess, who was
still getting ready for the day, and guided his companions to a good spot.
An alcove that was a few steps up so as to provide for a better view of
whatever might approach. As they were settling into the alcove the Hostess
brought over menus- a single page front to back filled with regional fare-
and weapons - aka silverware.
"I'll have water brought while you consider the menu."
Carrhae had taken a seat where her back was to wall and she would have a
view of the bar's occupants and entryway. She looked at the hostess and
said, "Thank you,"
A quick glance at her padd assured her it was still set both to jam efforts
to overhear their conversation and to activate if the Ramesar who had
followed them earlier entered its range.
When the hostess returned, Carrhae ordered a fruit tart and a local version
of tea. After all was finally settled, she looked at Garibaldi ans asked,
"What can you tell us about the situation to this point?"
*Matthew asked for some soup and a cup of coffee.*
(response)
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*****
Randy, AKA
Admiral Matthew Brennan
Ryan Thompson
Khre'Riov Ael t'Khllrenz, Ambassador, RSE
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