It was the first day that Sharah was gone. The green house was built and only the statuw of Hope was left to be assembled. TK had arrived home roughly 20 minutes earlier when their was a knock on the door. Yavia looked at the back door, perplexed, from where she was cutting vegetables at the counter. She set the knife down and wiped her hands on a kitchen towel before making her way over to open the door.

“Py’thik?”

The Cardassian driver grinned at her and handed her a hand written note. “Ms Crockett. I was instructed to leave this vehicle for you and the General and deliver this letter. Have a good evening.” He gave her the letter and then turned walking toward a slider waiting at the top of the drive. Left behind was a ground car…well not a car, a truck.

She closed the door looking at the letter. It was from Sharah. “TK! Sharah is up to something!” She called out heading in his direction.

Yavia