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“Endeavour, I am informed by sickbay that the Yautja ambassadors are unharmed. General Rustadh however is critically ill. She is currently in theatre undergoing emergency surgery” Kreltek’s voice over the comm system was full of grief and cold anger as he continued “The Klingon government holds you directly responsible for this” “Understood, Ch’Tang” Colonel Speares said. “Rest assured you will have our full cooperation. Our security teams are already beginning an investigation” “I want the traitors found and punished” the angry Klingon growled, “Although whatever vengeance I may take will pale beside that of your own captain when she returns to learn that her own crew have betrayed her.” The channel went silent as for the first time since the mission had begun, Kreltek cut the comm link between the two ships. For the time being, he had nothing left to say to the Federation. Shaken by the tragedy in the cargo bay, the officers on the bridge of the Endeavour worked quietly. They knew Kreltek was right - Kehlan would go mad when she found out there were traitors on board her ship! How had it happened, Speares wondered? Looking round at Rhiana, Baker and some of the others, he knew they were all asking themselves the same thing. Seated in Endeavour’s command chair, Speares considered the situation. As he had assured Kreltek, a full investigation was underway. Like all Starfleet ships, Endeavour had an SCIS officer on board. The Starfleet Criminal Investigative Service was – and he mentally quoted the Starfleet handbook ‘a semi autonomous division of Starfleet Security responsible for the investigation of criminal matters involving Starfleet personnel or their families or crimes occurring within Starfleet administered facilities.’ Which, he reflected, meant that special agent Zhiva th’Zarath was now in charge of the investigation. The shrill tone of the comm channel cut rudely across the train of Speares' thoughts. “Sickbay to bridge... we have an ID on the final body from the cargo bay" Speares tensed. "Go ahead, sickbay" There was sympathy in the Holographic doctor’s voice as he spoke, “It's Commander Cortez” Miguel Cortez, Endeavour's head of security, a long time friend and colleague and now another victim of the unknown saboteur. Speares lowered his head in grief and anger. His fists clenched on the armrests of the seat. God help him he was going to find the person or persons responsible for this. For want of something better to do, he began to look through the list of personnel involved in the altercation in Ten Forward. It was with some relief that he noted that none of them were on the senior command team; none of them were among the group, that select group that had served with Kehlan for so many years. In fact… He looked again, a little more closely. “Rhiana, come and have a look at this” Moments later, the blonde haired Romulan woman was leaning over his shoulder, reading through the list. “They are all relatively new crewmembers” she said thoughtfully. “I noticed!” Speares said, “With the exception of Rossi, none of them have been on board for more than three months. Have them checked out will you?” Rhiana nodded, “Yes sir” She took the padd from him and started to return to her place on the bridge before turning back to face him. “Would you object, sir, if I used the Captain’s ready room?” she requested, “The computer facilities there are more suited to what I need.” Go ahead” he told her. He had no problem with allowing her unsupervised access to Kehlan’s office. He knew his captain trusted Rhiana and he himself had every confidence in her. Whilst they both knew that computer access was only part of what she required, Speares was also confident of Rhiana's discretion and was happy to allow her the privacy to do whatever was required. That the Romulan was more than capable of breaking into confidential files was something he chose to ignore. Besides, it was possible that she would need those files if she were to get to the bottom of this conspiracy. Speares watched her as she crossed the bridge and disappeared into the ready room. Although she wore the uniform of a Lieutenant Commander in Starfleet, Rhiana still held the rank of Colonel in the Romulan Tal’Shiar. Since her recent marriage to a Vulcan, she was no longer in favour with Romulan High Command but thanks to her position as liaison to Starbase 24, she still had access to some highly classified data. If anyone could find a link between the names on the list it would be Rhiana. It must have been an hour or so later that the doors to the ready room opened again and Rhiana stuck her head through. “Colonel Speares, have you got a moment?” Immediately he was on his feet. What had she found, he wondered as he headed towards the ready room? From the look on her face it was obviously something of significance. Well, he reasoned, he was about to find out. As soon as the doors of the office had closed behind them, shutting out the curious bridge officers, she handed him the padd. His eye roamed over the page, mentally picking out and discarding those personnel who had been innocently caught up when the mutinous rioting began in the mess hall. "What else but mutiny?" he growled to himself, spitting out the words as though the very syllables tasted rotten. To a single man, the names left were recent transfers and all of them had had their orders cut by Admiral Moore. The marine's forehead wrinkled into a deep frown. "There's no such thing as a true coincidence" he muttered to himself as his suspicions began to boil. "Oh coincidences happen alright… but I don't trust them, especially not the big ones and if this is a coincidence, it's a very big one” She handed him another padd. “And that’s not all. Take a look at this.” The padd contained the Starfleet records of one of the most recent crewmembers to have been transferred to the Endeavour, one Lieutenant JG Jonathon Price. His academy records were glowing, as were the reports from the captain of his previous ship. There was absolutely nothing to indicate that this young officer was anything but what he seemed, a bright young up-and-coming engineer, promoted to the Endeavour and assigned as junior engineering officer on the beta shift. The promotion and transfer had been signed off by Admiral Moore only three weeks previously. Speares raised an eyebrow as he looked at Rhiana. Obviously he had been given this report for a reason but for the life of him he could see nothing wrong with it. This particular crewman had not been involved with the mutiny… or at least, Speares amended, he had not been caught. She handed him a third padd. “This one is from the Tal’Shiar” she told him. He read the report from with mounting disbelief and anger. The Tal’Shiar were hated and feared by all who encountered them but no-one doubted their efficiency or accuracy. And according to this report, the man known as Lt JG Jonathon Price was wanted on charges of smuggling, piracy and murder by several world governments, the Klingons and Romulans amongst them. “So, the Starfleet reports must be faked then” Speares said heavily. “Indeed” Rhiana said, “And I do not believe it is possible that Admiral Moore could not have known of this.” Speares sighed. “We need outside help with this. Both Kehlan and Khetara are out of the picture and the Yautja won’t negotiate with replacements. On top of that we have a saboteur and murderer on board and an admiral at Starfleet who’s set us up to fail” The door chimed and almost absently, Speares gave the order for it to open. It did so, sliding aside with a faint swish and Lieutenant Baker stepped into the room. “Colonel Speares, I thought you would want to know immediately” she said, “We have received a communication from the away team. They have found Captain Kehlan’s combadge and are on their way back to the ship”
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