The Wild Fork restaurant on Oed V was one of the premier dining establishments in the entire Quadrant; perhaps even the entire Federation. Known for its broad menu encompassing culinary delights from no less than three dozen different cultures and species; the Wild Fork was where celebrities dined, titans of industry brought guests to impress, and where the social elite went when they wanted to be ‘seen’ while enjoying a good meal.

Thus it was that one individual, a local businessman and philanthropist named Jason Reilly, sat at a table with his fiancee, her parents, and his mother and father celebrating their recent engagement. As they talked and laughed there was a commotion near the door to the kitchen and suddenly a single figure burst through and onto the main dining floor. He was scarily thin and had a look of wild and all-encompassing fear in his eyes. But it was the large chef’s knife he wielded that made several patrons scream and the servers move away from him. Mr. Reilly looked up and his eyes went wide. He slowly rose to his feet and as the room went silent he said, very softly, “Hey… Hey! Is… is it you?” The blue-skinned knife wielder looked around for the source of the question and his eyes fell on Reilly. The two locked eyes and the Bolian almost whispered “Jason? Is it really…” and suddenly it was as if the assailant was some kind of marionette and someone cut his strings. He collapsed to the floor and Reilly rushed to his side while making what looked like wild gestures with his hands. But his fiancee- Doctor Hannah Asima, Assistant Chief Medical Officer of the colony’s Star Fleet contingent- moved with him to the side of the now prone figure. Reilly knelt next to him and slowly rolled him on his back. He looked at his soon-to-be-wife and then yelled “Someone call an ambulance!” over his shoulder. He looked down at the figure as Doctor Asima began to work trying to help the now-unconciouss individual. As she did, Reilly tapped the communicator on his wrist and said very quietly =/\= Reilly to Colonial Intelligence Central Command. Notify Star Fleet Intel, Priority One. We just found Commander Jed, Executive Officer of the John Brown. Ship reported lost three years ago. =/\=

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