27 A Stitch in Time by Andrew J. Robinson

Author:Andrew J. Robinson [Robinson, Andrew J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Fiction, Science Fiction, Space Opera, Star Trek fiction, Media Tie-In
ISBN: 9780671038854
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2000-04-27T23:00:00+00:00

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Entry:

"According to my contact on Bajor, Mr. Garak, this woman is not just another pretty

face." Quark had that conspiratorial gleam in his eyes, and his voice was ripe with the

potential drama. "I should charge you double for this information."

"Really? What have you found?" I tried to minimize my interest, but Quark knew better.

"Why are you so interested in Remara?" He was going to squeeze everything he could out of

this situation. I sighed and looked around.

"Will you solemnly promise you will keep this to yourself?"

"Absolutely. You have my word." As children, we were taught that such a bald-faced lie

was an occasion for the Mogrund to appear and punish the offender.

"As you know, I lead a solitary existence, and I've been looking for a mate to share my

humble existence." Quark's eyes had reached nova intensity; he could barely control his

quivering body. "Of course," I continued, "you can't be too careful these days, can you?"

"You certainly can't." Quark slammed his hand against the bar. "You've just given me an

idea!" He was positively hopping up and down. "I could broker pairings, Garak. I'd have

dabo girls who were looking for mates and match them with clients here on the station who

agreed to pay me upon a successful pairing." He looked around to see who could be signed

up immediately. "Of course, since you helped me form the idea, this one's on the house."

"That's very generous of you, Quark. Now what about that information?"

"Ah, yes . . . let me see." He punched his padd. "Yes, it seems that she was an art

student from Dahkur Province . . . sent to the capital to study . . . married her teacher

Tir Karna. . . . They had a child-a son, Berin. . . . Ah, this is where it gets

interesting: Tir and the boy were killed when Cardassians destroyed the shuttle they were

in as it was taking off. . . ."

"What shuttle was that?" I asked.

Quark punched the padd. "TheTaklan . . . it was one of their own, bound for Terok Nor.

Why would the Cardassians destroy their own shuttle?" Quark asked.

"Go on." I took a sip of mykanar and was amazed that my hand remained steady. Is this my

hand, I wondered?

"Shortly after this, Remara joined the Resistance. You can't hold that against her."

Quark looked up as if he'd just discovered a reason for the deal to unravel.

"Forgive and forget," I said, taking another sip ofkanar.

"A man after my own heart." Quark refilled my glass.

"Is there anything else?" I asked.

"Not much . . . went back to school after the withdrawal . . . works as a counselor at

the Mihan Settlement House in the capital . . . became a part-time dabo girl. I don't

know what it is, Garak, but the Klingons love her. And she now works for one of the great

entrepreneurial minds in the Alpha Quadrant!" he concluded, with a positively radiant

look on his face. I could see that he was itching to embark upon his new business. I

drained my glass and declined the offer of another, as Quark's hand snaked toward the

bottle.

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