Posted by Gamemaster Alias Smith N. Jones, Esq. (Gamemaster) in SCC (Tag GM, CO, XO)

Posted by Lieutenant Kohana Black Wolf (Chief Intelligence Officer/Helm) in SCC (Tag GM, CO, XO)

Posted by Captain Sara Kiernan (Commanding Officer) in SCC (Tag GM, CO, XO)
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Kohana made his way to the secure communication center on deck 9. After securing the room, he sat at the computer console and began to send out feelers to his covert contacts throughout the galaxy. His request was to gather any information ANYONE had about the planet Sefarian VII, the Federation ambassador, the family in the video, as well as ANY reasoning why the whole incident would be wiped from Starfleets or the Federations files.

After hitting the send command, he leaned back in his chair and waited for the results to come in. . . . .

Lieutenant Kohana Black Wolf
Chief Intelligence Officer/Helm USS Asimov

It was… odd. His network was robust enough that such inquiries would normally present results in, at the most, a few hours. But as time wore on, there was a growing number of negative responses. That is, until a Ferengi acquaintance sent a note that said he would look into it.

A few hours later, Black Wolf’s news crawler alerted to a key word. A police report from Haversham III mentioned his Ferengi contact’s name.

He had committed suicide an hour earlier.

GM

What the. . . .? That’s not right, Kohana thought, Rottor would never commit suicide, He was a successful businessman. No reason to kill himself.

Tapping into the computer again, he was able to hack into Haversham III’s police data base, looking the police report, as well as the autopsy report.

The CIO’s gut was telling him that Rottor had found something useful, and he had been killed for it. Whoever was behind this whole thing had a long reach. Long enough that they could get to Rottor very quickly, too quickly. It had only taken a matter of hours. How many of my other contacts had been silenced in the past few hours, he thought. It would make sense that they hadn’t gotten back to him.

He waited for the reports to come back, thinking a trip to Haversham may be in order.

Lieutenant Kohana Black Wolf
Chief Intelligence Officer/Helm USS Asimov

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Lieutenant Kohana Black Wolf
Chief Intelligence Officer/Helm USS Asimov

While he waited, he sent a request to the captain and XO.

=^=Captain Kiernan and Cmdr. Calloway, this is Black Wolf. Could you please meet me in the Secure Comms Center?=^=

Lieutenant Kohana Black Wolf
Chief Intelligence Officer/Helm USS Asimov

“Calloway here. On my way.”

A couple minutes later, Shara stepped into the secure space that had been essentially her office not that long ago. “Hey,” she said, knowing they would need to wait for Sara.

~Shara Calloway, XO

Sara walked in about a minute later. Seeing Shara had arrived ahead of her, she launched right in. “What’s going on?”

-CO

“I’ll get right to it, Captain, Commander,” Kohana began.

“I’ve been reaching out to my connects along my network. Not a one has responded. Even if they have nothing for me, 90% of the time, I hear something. That leads me to believe one of two things. 1) Whoever is behind this has a far-reaching stretch and has somehow put a fear into everyone. Or 2) everything is so far under the radar, nobody knows anything. My guess is option a.”

“As I said, no contact from anyone, but I did come across this. . . ” He displayed the police report from Haversham III on the wall display.

This is. . . was one of my Ferengi contacts. As you can see by the report, he committed suicide. I find that hard to believe. Smeeg wasn’t one to take that route. I have every reason to believe he knew something about this, and was silenced before he could back to me with what he knew.”

“I was able to hack into Haversham’s police records, but so far, I haven’t found any other information than it was ruled a suicide: no autopsy, no clinical reports, no toxicology . . . nothing.”

The CIO spun in his chair to face the two senior officers. “Captain, I’d like your permission to take a shuttle and travel to Haversham and investigate this ‘suicide’ myself.”

Lieutenant Kohana Black Wolf
Chief Intelligence Officer/Helm USS Asimov

It was at that moment that the computer chirped. The autopsy report had been completed. Normally, those reports took far longer than an hour; but the report was very straightforward: subject had died due to a self-inflicted shot from a phaser set to stun at point blank range. Found at the scene were several messages from creditors stating that the subject’s businesses were in dire straights and. being Ferengi, the shame of such failure was too much for him to take. Police were continuing the investigation, but it was not a priority at that time.

GM

Sara paced for a minute. “Lieutenant, I need more than a hunch that your contact wouldn’t commit suicide. If he was set up to look like a suicide, then whoever set him up was good. Good enough they’re probably still monitoring the investigation. You expect me to authorize this mission, give me some tangible lead. I trust your instinct, but risking your safety… give me something.”

-CO