Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in CCDA and Star-Fleet Security

Posted by Civilian Jason Reilly (Deputy Director - Colonial Intelligence Agency) in CCDA and Star-Fleet Security

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in CCDA and Star-Fleet Security
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Pangolin didn’t look back as the Starfleet security chief left, he just looked at the Flaxian “What sort of gloves do you wear?” he asked.

Commissioner Karlson

Commissioner Karlson

Alston just nodded as Cmdr. Cattaneo left. This was not a matter for Starfleet Security, not if they really wanted answers to what happened here.

For now his attention was on the Flaxian, what was his angle in all of this.

• Mace

Even Tokerl knew his rights and he could simply shut up and say nothing. But he had bargaining chips. “You know, I’m not afraid of prison. Been there before. But you have bigger problems than what I might or might not have done.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows, left hand stroking one of his tendrils. It was obvious which of them was missing as a stub still remained.

“You can send me off to the Breen or whoever the hell you want to as a threat. But I’m more worried about the people here. See, I’m a marked man. Guaranteed I’ll be dead in one day even in your lovely custody, and as far as I’m concerned it is what it is. But you want answers. I can give them to you. But I have nothing to lose, and your threats”-his eyes flicked briefly to Tenkiller-“do not move me.”

~Tokerl

“That is not what Alston wanted to hear. He was also very confident in his belief, which was not good. That meant there was a sleeper somewhere. He wished he could trust his own agency, but he hasn’t been here long enough to really know anyone to not have any doubts in there motives. This could be a problem.

• Mace

“Oh, the good General doesn’t make threats.” a voice familiar to Mace said from the doorway. Jason Reilly, the Deputy Director of the Colonial Intelligence Agency and Mace’s second chair, walked slowly towards the cell. “He will absolutely turn whatever is left of you over to the Breen. But my friend and I here-” and he gestured to Mace and himself, “- know that you aren’t scared of that. So… we just won’t do anything.” He walked up to the cell’s containment field and looked directly at the prisoner. He was silent a moment and then said “No… you aren’t one to break. But you are one to say anything to save your hide… truth or otherwise. So we can’t really trust anything you say, ya? So I suppose that means we should just… you know… let you go.” One of the CCDA officers looked at Reilly as if he had grown a second head. “After the obligatory press conference where we apologize for arresting the wrong person, make a big deal about it, too. Your face on every. Single. Vidscreen. On the planet.” Reilly just looked at him again for a moment. “And then let us, of course, thank you for being so cooperative in the investigation. Instrumental really in narrowing the scope of suspects and shedding light on the conspirators working against the colony.” Reilly had no idea if any of that was true, of course; but in situations like this there were almost always conspirators and they were almost always working against something or someone. So he played the odds

Jason leaned against the wall and then said “Or… we do have option B. You tell us everything, right now, and provide us with the means to verify the veracity of what you say… and you walk out of here with a new identity, some latinum for those places you might need some, and a ship to take you wherever you want to go. So pick. Now. You don’t get to mull this over.”

Reilly- Deputy Director, CIA

It was really quite simple math in his head. Cooperate and he lived, or say nothing and wind up dead or worse. He was rather attached to his head, all things told, so Tokerl slowly nodded his head. “Alright, you have yourself a deal,” he said.

“I was hired to locate and secure plans for a particular government project. My… employer said Jones was a potential source and that an associate of my employer was keeping an eye on him for particular reasons. Something about having some dirt on him that we could use as leverage to get him to find info about the project. Since he was knocking boots with the Lieutenant Governor, it was assumed he could find what they were looking for. Don’t ask me how, that was beyond my scope. I was just supposed to scare him a little after he ignored some comms, or if he proved a threat to my employers, eliminate that threat.” Tokerl spread his hands out. “He hit me first. I defended myself and things… got out of control. In such an instance I was told to follow a procedure which included an injection. I don’t know what was in it and I didn’t bother to ask. But an associate of my employer gave me a device that got me in and out of the apartment without a trace.”

“I was following my instructions, but apparently the contractors I was hired by got hell for Jones being dead. So I tried to get the hell off this rock, since it was their mess, not mine and here we are.”

~Tokerl, Flaxian Mercenary for Hire

Jason didn’t move or blink, he just stared with a bored look on his face. When Tokerl stopped talking, Reilly said “The device, where is it. What project were you looking for, the name. And the names of anyone you know involved with this… no matter how peripherally. Now, please.”

Reilly- Deputy Director, CIA

Tokerl clearly wasn’t happy about all this, but he was at least being pragmatic and kept talking. “Security took the device off me, so ask them. It was given to me by a man, Roland Cavanagh, who works for a local tech company. Whoever his boss is has some sort of agreement with the Orion Syndicate cell here. The Syndicate hired me, which is why I know I’m a dead man. They don’t tolerate failure, nor do they like snitches.”

“I know the tech folks were blackmailing Jones so they could get info about something called PAD, Project Anvil Dragon. Apparently top secret.” So top secret that none of the people in the room had even heard about it. “All I know is it’s an Executive thing and the tech group was very interested in it. How they heard about it I’m not sure but they seem to be able to listen in on things.” He shrugged. “When I reported the situation that went down with Jones, the tech folks got pissed off. Said we went too far. But I was only following instructions from the Syndicate.”

~Tokerl, Flaxian Mercenary for Hire

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