Phantoms in the Night

EPILOGUE



"Thank you for your report Commander Rojc."

"The Federation owes you and your fellow officers a debt of gratitude."

Rojc nodded politely. "Thank you, Council member Channing."

"One thing remains, however, Commander. Admiral Gossimere's clone. The Dominion has never used such a tactic before. Your speculation?"

Rojc frowned. "I'm not quite sure what to think. Granted the Dominion is looking for a way around our counter-infiltration techniques, I can't see them having the capability to conduct this kind of infiltration." He paused. "But by that same rational, none of the Alpha Quadrant powers would have even close to the necessary ability to place a clone in such a high-ranking position."

"Are you suggesting some sort of unknown?"

"Not quite, sir. While I believe there could be an outside chance that we are dealing with an unknown, it is far more plausible that the Dominion in fact is solely responsible."

"Thank you for your time, Commander." Channing swung the gavel. "This hereby concludes the Intelligence Authority Committee's Inquiry of case number 67543. All are dismissed."

Rojc stood and began to walk out of the council room. He was joined by Commander Kintain and Senishra.

"That's one bullet dodged." Kintain elbowed him gently in the ribs.

"Only two more to go," added Senishra.

"I don't think the BST is going to be quite so easy on me. And the Institute is out for my blood." Rojc grinned.

"So what are the plans for the Phantom?" asked Kintain inquisitively. "If its going to remain in service, I suspect it will need a new Captain."

Rojc laughed. "Don't count on it being you, Saria."

"Hey! Why not?"

"Because they will obviously choose me," replied Senishra, raising an eyebrow.

The three of them shared a laugh.

"So far Command has been vague on their plans for the Phantom. All I know is she's supposed to spend a couple months in dry dock."

"She's a good ship, Dade, with a fine crew. They'll send her out again."




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