<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Day: 2</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Stardate: 2445.12.02</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">(USS Exeter , Personal Quarters - Tac/Sec Ens. (sg) Stan More - 11:17)</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">Although he was off duty. Stan had been studying Security bridge officer duties. Most notably the security console itself. He had been going over past battle scenarios. His desk was full of different padds. </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">Lillian looked up and gave a growl. Stan was about to shush her when the door chime rang out.</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">“ Come in,” Stan called out.</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sytuk walked in and looked More and Lillian. Who started barking at him. Stan tried to shushed her. But she kept barking.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">" Hello Sir. I heard that you turned yourself in. " Sytuk said.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">“ Bark bark bark grrrrrr bark bark” Lillian replied as Stan spoke.</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">“ Lillian please.....sorry what was that you said?” Stan asked</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> " Did you do it ?"</span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sytuk asked as he stepped toward Stan.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Lillian was barking even louder. But this time Stan heard him.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“ No. I did not kill Nix.” Stan Said honestly </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He approached Stan even closer.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">" Did you do it ?" He asked again even though Stan already answered him.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">“ As I said no It was not me who ended that man’s life.” Stan said</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sytuk looked relieved.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> " I believe you, I need your help Sir…."</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">“ Unfortunately there is not much I can do to help you my friend.” Stan pointed at device around his ankle.” I’m being watched.”</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">( Sytuk , Reply)</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">“ So long as you get Ravok’s permission. I have already given him extra aggravation. He does not deserve all this stress.” Stan said</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;">( Sytuk , Reply )</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">( Posted by:- Norman 🐼 )</span></p><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“ Never trust anything. That can think for itself. If you cannot see where it keeps its brains.” J.K.Rowling</span></div><div dir="ltr"></div></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><br></p><br><div id="AppleMailSignature" dir="ltr">Sent from my iPhone</div></div></div></div></div></div></body></html>