Murder Most Foul

[Becky Sandoval]

She nodded her head, "Station Sigma was attacked by the Ajem'dasis. That's all I know, but there is a prisoner, and multiple Marine casualties. Fleet command is being very tight lipped about that whole situation."

[Angel Ryder]

"Protocol in these situations since the Capitol Incident." Angel said and looked at the monitors. "Sigma Station... central to our long range sensor net, take that and they can detect where all our sensor stations are and shut it off so they can come in whenever they want. Time to play shuffle the decks with our sensors. We'll have the fighter wing do it, just to get them reprogrammed and they'll take a new random position, scramble the old codes and issue new ones." she rubbed her temples. "Fucking headache all this for that... we're going to need to stay at Yellow Alert, all defense fleet ships. We may not be out of the woods yet."

[Rebecca Talon]

"Are we ever," Rebecca said bitterly. "They were wanting to transfer your mother to New Georgia. There are Ajem involved. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Underwood?"

[Angel Ryder]

"I wouldn't be shocked." Angel replied and crossed her arms. "Who came up with the idea to send her there?"

[Rebecca Talon]

"Because," Rebecca said. "That is where they chose to settle. I don't think the Alliance limits where its people can live within it."

[Angel Ryder]

"No, not that although it is suspicious... but I mean... who suggested that Julie Lei be moved to New Georgia?" Angel questioned.

[Rebecca Talon]

She hesitated, "You know, I don't know. Sharpe maybe? I can't read minds... at least I don't think I can."

[Angel Ryder]

"We should find out... might be a piece to this puzzle." Angel said and rubbed her neck. "I still can't believe grandpa Leo is dead. I knew he was in rough shape but... so suddenly. Never really had a chance to say good bye... "

[Rebecca Talon]

"That's life my friend. Perhaps now is the time for you to grieve."

[Angel Ryder]

"Yeah... I probably should check on dad." Angel said as she glanced at the crew. "Becky... if you need a dress for the funeral... go to my quarters, unless you want to go in dress uniform, but... grandpa never liked dress uniforms at a wake."