The Oppressor's Wrong by Phaedra M. Weldon

Author:Phaedra M. Weldon [Weldon, Phaedra M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction, General, Space Opera, Adventure, Fiction
ISBN: 9781416550136
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2007-11-01T23:23:37+00:00

CHAPTER

6

What Dreams May Come

So far, everything had gone as planned. Even the admiral’s death could now be explained away easily enough.

There were only two problems he could see.

Taking a moment away from the chaos, he removed the small case, sat on the bed, and opened it.

“Receiving,” came the voice as usual. It took longer this time. “Why have you risked contacting me now? You reported the Enterprise’s sensors are back online. They can detect this transmission if they look for it.”

“Yes, sir, but I—”

“Did the blast go off as planned?”

“Yes, sir, but—”

“And the signature—was it placed exactly where it should be?”

He bristled. He was good at his job, and he disliked being drilled. “Yes, sir. But there is a problem—possibly two. I was recognized.”

There was a pause, as he expected. “Recognized?”

“The bomb specialist—Pádraig Daniels—he recognized the face of Jonathan DeNoux. He pulled a phaser on me and accused me of being a Changeling in front of others.”

“What did Picard say?”

“He wasn’t there. But Commander Riker was. Luckily they didn’t believe him because he almost immediately passed out from a head wound.”

Another pause. “That could be a blessing.”

“He’s in sickbay on the Enterprise, along with the security team and Commander Riker. Snowden is, as well.” He paused. “I’ve also changed my appearance—subtly—so as not to arouse suspicion here on the station.”

“Good. The average human won’t notice unless they compare images. I’ll make sure my contact at Planetary Operations disposes of the necessary records for me.”

“Unless they demand a DNA screen.”

“I’ll take care of that. And the other problem?”

He paused. It might not actually be a problem. But it was better to let his contact know. “Sir, there was a padd near the body—still active.”

“So? Those things would survive a Klingon blood feud.”

“Hahn claimed he had everything he needed on a chip—but I haven’t found that chip.”

“You think it’s in the padd?”

“It’s possible. But the padd is with the specialist. I’m sure it hasn’t been examined yet.”

“Get it back. We can’t afford to be discovered. Not now. Not when we’ve accomplished so much in such a short amount of time. Find it. And if he sees it, then he’s become a casualty of war.”

“Sir?” He wasn’t happy about killing again. He’d killed too often since taking this mission. More than he bargained for. He believed in the cause, and he knew they were right in taking over Earth and her facilities.

“Do you have a problem with carrying out orders?”

“No, sir. It’s just that we need the specialist. I can’t kill him. He has to authenticate the bomb.”

There was a pause. “That much is true. Then make sure the specialist finds what he needs to find and nothing more. Watch him.”

End of transmission.

He sat in his room, staring at the reflection of a face that wasn’t his, and began to wonder how far and how deep one had to dive before drowning.

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