Erik Pressman

*he curled in on himself, clutching his chest where he was kicked as his fogging gaze saw Angel being led away, knowing he had failed her again as he slipped into unconsciousness*

Good...fucking luck...she's...stronger...than both of us...

Nothing...that your corrupt ass is going to get out of me...

*he weakly rolled around and looked up at Chadwick*

Take me...leave her alone and take me...you bastard!

Ahh!

*he fell down clutching his ribs as the guard swung the butt again, this time into his face*

*he jumped up and started making his way over there*

Hey! You can't do that!

*one of the guards roughly yanked his novel away and threw it to the ground, then stormed off. He turned to look at Angel standing in line, worried what they might do when they found her*

*he immediately did as he was told, putting the novel up so it covered his whole face except for his eyes*

Okay....wait...wait...wait....wait...wait...wait...GO!

Who?

Yes...how did you...?

*he sighed and was just about to answer when he saw Batanides lackey enter the rec area*

Shit...

*his eyes took on a thoughtful look as his gaze softened*

Yes, but you...you were scary for another reason apart from the usual...you were an amazing learner...I have never had a student that grasped the way we did things so quick...its almost like you were born for covert ops how fast you got it..

*he smiled wryly back*

Of course...I wouldn't expect anything less...you were always the strongest...and the one that scared me the most...

*he let out a short laugh of his own*

I assumed as much...I know you too well, Angel...

What's the problem....?

Not that I know of...I know a few freelancers but...asides from those two admirals most of the Starfleet members I know of have already been arrested and after the expose in '86 they weren't taking anymore chances...

Well, good luck with that...just beware Chadwick and his goons...I don't want you to get anymore hurt because of me...

The first what?

Well, do be careful, Angel...he will kill you and make it look like an accident if he thinks you're going to be a problem...

I don't know...he's pretty intimidating...

I...I've been threatened by Batanides' chief interrogator! He's 31! My first day here he beat me and he said if I didn't keep my mouth shut that by the time they were finished with me I'd be begging for death...

Yes, I know a few...haven't revealed them yet for...reasons...

No...he must have been after my time as an admiral, but like Drake I'd know them if I ever saw them again...

Yes! Both admirals called him...Drake...just Drake...As for the other admiral he was also very bulky, huge chest, muscles and a large squarish head with...some kind of circular deformation on his forehead and scalp, could be a plate in his head...but I never got his name either...

Tall...beefy...really close cropped blonde hair...brought an admiral with him several times...the Admiral as he called him, always stayed in the shadows...never revealing his face to me...but he was used to people obeying his orders, there was another admiral who visited as well, him I saw more of..

Well, before Graniv blew the lid off I usually took my orders from L'Haan who is currently in that holodeck over there undergoing her daily meditation...but after it was usually the same man...

I understand...I...I'll tell you everything I know...and I'll help you escape...I swear upon the graves of my wife and daughter...

Well, I'll try to help anyway I know how to get you out of here...I deserve to be here, you do not...

You...you can be serious...we're trapped in here! There's no way to escape and I'm not in any position or shape to try to...

Yes...they then tweaked your history to show you had been an assassin with a...particularly nasty streak...and...you believed it...I objected but...it was too late...So yes, I am guilty and...if anyone is going to kill me for my crimes and how I failed you...I'd rather it...be you...