011 : Pirates Feb 20, 2022 17:04:41 GMT
Post by Nia Lemond on Feb 20, 2022 17:04:41 GMT
O'Tooles Bar & Grill
Level One Five Five One ::
"Enjoy that..." Sean O'Toole said, handing the glass to Admiral Lemond, as she took a seat in the back room where the former Intelligence Operative maintained an impressive array of equipment, equipment Nia had long-since learned not to enquire about, "... Real tomato juice, its damn hard to find these days," Nia, dressed in civilian clothing took a sip of the chilled drink.
"Anything else on our friendly Ferengi?" she asked.
"Mont is definitely frightened, he's hardly stepped foot outside Orpk's place..." Sean said, taking a data chip from under the desk and handing it to her, "... The surveillance footage so far is on there, Mont is worried whoever trusted him with keeping the device safe is heading here to collect it, and if we've shipped it off to the Daystrom for further investigation, he's going to be out of luck, and time," the Irishman said with a resigned shrug.
"We checked everyone arriving in the last few days, there are three that could be suspect, two trade representatives..." Lemond began.
"..... So your basic conmen then," O'Toole interjected.
"... Highly likely ..... The other is a bit of a mystery, he's currently residing at the Hilton. We've had him under surveillance since he arrived, he's taking a lot of interest in Orpk's Emporium,"
"You think he might be the connection?"
"He's definitely no bar supplies salesman, that's for certain. He flagged on one of the reports from Earth, he was found wandering around one of the shipyards, said he was a freelance reporter getting information out to those in the dark,"
"I'll have to attract his attention, who knows, maybe he'll try to sell me something," Sean said with a grin.
"Be careful Sean, he's no amateur ..... We know he's been in several restricted areas, but despite all our efforts, we've not been able to make anything on him stick. We know he spent time incarcerated for fake identification," Nia said, frustratedly. Sean took the 'chip she held out before placing it in the reader:
"You don't have anything you can hold him on, even temporarily?"
"To all intents, he's your basic 'Jack-of-all-Trades' going from one scam to the next, but never anything too serious to warren being imprisoned.
"It says here that he impersonated a Starfleet CAPTAIN!"
"Yes... He served a year for that one..." Nia said, laughing before taking another sip of her juice while Sean continued to read, "... You have to admire his bare-faced gall ..... He'd managed to get onto the campus at San Francisco, he then commandeered a shuttle up to the orbital platform where the USS Perseus was in spacedock, they were about to ferry him to the ship when the 'real' Captain Vernon walked into the Command Centre, give him his due, he's nothing if not confident,"
"Why not just throw him off the Starbase?" Sean asked, shaking his head as he read.
"Well, he's served his time, there are no travel restrictions imposed, so he can pretty much go where he likes,"
"There's more to it than that," O'Toole said, eyeing Lemond.
"He's been... Helpful to us... In the past..." Nia admitted, getting up to refill her glass, "... and no, before you ask, he was never employed by Starfleet Intelligence,"
"Maybe you should extend an offer," Sean said with a wry grin, but Nia didn't dee the funny side of his comment and said so.
"I have a meeting scheduled..." Nia said, rising to her feet before finishing the tomato juice in her glass. Sean replaced the top of the bottle and handed it to her as a peace offering, Nia couldn't help smile, "... I'm going to increase surveillance on our Mister Kidson, let's see if he can't trip himself up for good this time,"
"..... And if he makes any move towards Mont or Orpk?" Sean asked.
"I'd prefer to see how it pans out, but I draw the line at allowing him to kill either of them,"
"Understood," O'Toole replied as Nia opened the door and walked along the corridor before going back into the busy bar. Sean watched her leave then walked behind the bar to help the girls serving ..........