Posted by Civilian Alston ‘Fox’ Mace (Colonial Intelligence Agency Asset) in CIA Compound - Reilly’s Office - Delivering the Goods

Posted by Civilian Jason Reilly (Assistant Director - Colonial Intelligence Agency) in CIA Compound - Reilly’s Office - Delivering the Goods

Posted by Civilian Alston ‘Fox’ Mace (Colonial Intelligence Agency Asset) in CIA Compound - Reilly’s Office - Delivering the Goods
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Alston had to begrudgingly admit that it had been nice to get back into the field again. Sure he had a few adventures on some of his cargo runs, but it wasn’t quite the same as pulling off an actual operation. But as fun as it was, it was time to get back to the real world. And he had one last task to complete before he could call the job complete.

Stepping out of the lift, he stepped over to one of the analysts who was working outside of Reilly’s office.

“Is he in?” Alston asked gesturing towards the closed door of Reilly’s office.

• Mace

The analyst looked up and said “Yes, sir. He’s expecting you. Go on in.”

At his approach, the doors slid open to the office of the Deputy Director. Reilly was seated at a desk reading a PaDD and looked up as Mace entered. He held up a finger in the universal sign for quiet and pointed to his ear. A small earbud could be seen. He motioned to one of the chairs in front of the desk.

He was silent a few more moments and then said =/\= No. … No. … Very much no. … Well, then inform the Admiral that he’ll be better off reading about the operation in the news the next day… Surely he must have a subscription. =/\= and he tapped the PaDD and pulled out the earbud. He smiled at Mace and said “Well hello! How did it go?”, his voice clearly indicating he already knew.

Reilly, Deputy Director - CIA

Alston chuckled to himself as he took the seat. He leaned back in the chair and crossed his legs as he watched Reilly.

“Oh, it was fine. Sounds like you have a lot more interesting problems going on though. Starfleet or local?”

• Mace

“Yes.” Reilly said with a slight smile. “But that is neither here nor there. I read the preliminary reports. It sounds like the operation went smoothly. What was your impression of the agents you worked with?”

Reilly, CIA

Alston raised an eyebrow at that. It was never good when the Starfleet brass had your number.

“Effective. Good improvisation, and they weren’t scared of some more, let’s say unorthodox, techniques. Worked well as a unit, but also very capable of independent work and initiative.

“I’d work with them again in a heart beat. But there is no way I’d put either of them with a traditional team, not if I wanted to ever see that team sane again,” he finished with a chuckle.

Reilly grinned in response.

“And in the end, we were able to complete the objective in a very timely manner.”

Reaching into his pocket, Alston pulled out the chip and started bouncing it in the palm of his hand.

• Mace

“And I take it we were able to secure all the data? Did Tech go over it? Or are you going for a more ‘What’s Behind Door Number Three’ kinda thing?” and he chuckled.

Reilly, CIA

“Good choice picking door number 3, door 2 was the Zonk. Door 3 though, that isquite the prize. Tech looked over the hardware we extracted, plus the chips we took off him. Not only did we get the data, he kindly left his customer book for us as well. Vonn independently confirmed the information as well. Not to mention that Tech is still drooling over the hardware we took from Lyssandra’s room.

“I can imagine. Her reputation is… was… something of note.” Reilly said with a grin.

“I had them take Drez to one of the holding cell. Starfleet might want their list back, but they aren’t always the best choice to just hand over someone to. I’ve known more then a few people that have escaped Starfleet custody, and I don’t think we can risk him hitting the streets again.”

• Mace

Reilly nodded and said “Too true.” He looked at Mace for a moment and then said “What is your opinion of, well, ‘permanent insurance policies’ that would keep that from happening.”

Reilly, CIA

“I’ve done a number of things during my career, but the one thing I’m not is a cold blooded killer. I’m not going to condone making him just disappear. We may operate in the background, but our job isn’t to be judge, jury and executioner.

Reilly smiled. “Good answer.”

“That being said, I’m all for making his life as miserable as possible. I’d need to look at the list of all who has a warrant out for his arrest, but I’m sure we could find one that will make sure he never sees the light of day again.”

• Mace

Reilly smiled wider. “I like the way you think…” he said and tapped the PaDD and then slid it across to Mace. On it was a list of governments who had warrants out for their ‘guest’. Andorians, Klingon Romulans, Cardassians, Vulcans, and several others had outstanding warrants for his arrest. There was even a FedSec warrant on the list. But one stood out form the rest: The Breen Confederacy. And it came with a sizable bounty.

Reilly, CIA