Snippet #2487392

Beginning to seat himself, Admiral Killigan flinched as he noticed the door open, and the face of the woman striding through, her trench coat billowing behind her as she made directly for him.

"Admiral Killigan, you are ordered to leave this ship immediately. Return to your shuttle." The glare of Agency Director Rebekah Issane was a cold, cold sight, the flat tone of her voice holding only a hint of threat. The weight of the order came from the sense that within the UDW hierarchy, theoretically the two were equal. But for one outstanding problem.

"Your flight crew has been informed of the situation in which you find yourself, and a security team on the UDW Kronos will be waiting to take you into custody on your arrival."

"Dismissed."

The man could find no words to speak as the full reality of his recently passed actions came crashing down on him, mutely nodding once and leaving the room. Sweeping past the deposed Admiral, Agent Issane took his seat, casting a glance around the room. Crossing her legs as she waited, the woman settled her hands together on the table before her, to all appearances calm and patiently waiting for the peace talks to begin.