<Starfleet Intelligence Office>

Commander Tnega wonders what he is going to do about the over-inquisitiveness of Captain Storm. Lt. Allirog has fallen asleep.

"Allirog."
Allirog doesn't respond.

"Allirog."

"ALLIROG!"
Allirog awakens with a jump, and falls backwards off the box he is sitting on.

"durrrr. Yes sir!" he picks himself off the floor and stands to attention.

"Allirog. Let our 'guests' know that they can start their mission now. Tell one of our operatives to follow them, and make sure that they don't have any communication with the Lafayette."

"Guests. Mission. Right, sir."
Allirog leaves the office, repeating his orders to himself.

"Tnega to Lafayette. I'd like to speak with your captain"

"Captain Storm, it seems that you are having a few problems keeping track of your crew. According to my records you have lost three crew members since you docked here. I think there's something going on here, maybe something I can help you with. Come to the Starbase lounge in ten minutes, and sit at table twelve."

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Allirog finds Swanberg and Mortimer preparing for their mission.

"Make sure that you have everything you need. This turbolift will take you straight to dock 17."

Allirog taps on the wall, and a section slides to one side to reveal a janitor's closet.

"errr."

He taps a couple of feet lower, and a panel on the opposite wall opens to reveal a replicator.

"ummm"

He taps his foot on a cracked floor tile, and a turbolift enterance opens on another wall.

Swanberg and Mortimer enter the turbolift. Allirog closes the enterance.