A/N: I swear I will get around to rewriting the second chapter of A Whole New Kind of Trouble II soon. But until then…
The Intai'sei space port was crowded. Vendors for ship parts, biotic amps and everything in between lined the walls and Shepard and her squad had to almost fight their way through the crowd of busy buyers. The turian with the blue face paint, whose name was Chorin, had almost gotten into a tussle with a batarian he had tripped over. Vorik put a quick stop to it before any punches could be thrown though. Shepard almost wished he hadn't. It would have been quite amusing to see that particular turian get his ass handed to him.
"Where are we headed?" Cale asked from Shepard's right. Shepard glanced at him momentarily out of the corner of her eye. He was a little nervous about the mission.
"First, the security captain. I want to know if this Spectre has caused any problems and if the captain might know of a location or if he has a ship docked. It's possible he's hiding out on it. If he isn't we'll contact the residential supervisor. Maybe he rented an apartment." Shepard glanced at Cale again. "Don't worry. We'll find him one way or another." Cale nodded, but still looked troubled.
"Commander Shepard." An asari said as Shepard and her team entered the security headquarters. "I am Captain Forla. Space Security informed me that you were here on council business." The blue woman smiled coldly as she spoke.
"Yes I am." Shepard took a seat in one of the chairs the asari gestured to. "I'm looking for a turian Spectre that we believe is on this planet."
"This individual may pose a threat to the security of your planet, Captain." Vorik chimed in over Shepard's head.
Forla frowned as she tapped away on her console. "A notable turian was sighted in the space port a few weeks ago. One of my officers said he seemed troubled. But he didn't disturb anything." Forla said as she read over the report.
Shepard nodded. "Do you know if he has a ship docked or if he may have rented a hotel room?" Forla consulted her console again.
"He did have a ship docked, but he requested that it be pick it up. Another turian by the name of Haron did so."
"Sergeant Haron?" Vorik asked. Forla nodded. "He works for C-sec." Vorik said addressing Shepard.
"He's a Spectre it isn't that farfetched that he would know someone in C-sec." Shepard replied.
"Yes, but someone he knows well enough to pick up a ship for him?" Vorik wasn't convinced, but he dropped the subject for the time being.
Forla cleared her throat as if she didn't have the time or caring for the two commanders conversation and then pulled up another page on her console. "I don't have any record of him checking in to a hotel which means that he has a private residence. You can check with the residential supervisor across the market if you wish to know more."
"Thank you." Shepard said and stood to leave.
"If you need anything else you can ask one of my officers." Forla called.
"Will do, Captain." Vorik replied before following behind his human counterpart.
The residential supervisor was surprisingly human. Shepard had assumed that since the security captain was asari most everyone else in a management position would be too. Then again, the space security guy had been human.
"Commander Shepard!" Shepard thought she felt her ears bleed as the shrill and strangely excited woman approached. Her name tag read Wendy, but Shepard thought something like Peppy would have been more appropriate.
"Yea, hi." Shepard said rubbing her ears.
"Oh it is so great to see you. I have been keeping your apartment vacant per your wishes and I can't wait for you to see it again." Shepard stared at the woman dumbfounded. She had an apartment? Somehow in all the shit that had happened in the past few years she had forgotten that. "It was recently renovated to keep it up to date." Wendy smiled like it was some big secret that she wasn't supposed to tell anyone about.
"Okay…but that's not why I'm here." Shepard said feeling kind of embarrassed. Really lady? Right in front of all my colleagues.
"Oh, I'm sorry I just assumed." Wendy's face fell and Shepard almost felt bad about not having the time to dedicate to seeing her 'new' apartment.
"It's fine. I need to know if any turians recently rented an apartment with council funds." Shepard said kind of getting tired of having to refer to the Spectre as such. Couldn't they at least of given her his damn name?
"Let me check, Commander." Wendy said tapping on her data pad. She highlighted a few names as she went down the list. "Wait, I didn't authorize this." She said and her eyebrows rose a few inches on her face. "Amanda!" Another woman approached from the service desk and she and Wendy argued in hushed tones. Shepard could feel the turians getting antsy behind her back.
"I'm very sorry for this inconvenience Shepard, but it seems that someone is renting your apartment." Wendy said finally looking something other than creepily chipper.
"I'm sorry ma'am." Amanda said. "But he said that he was a friend of yours and that you wouldn't mind if he stayed at your apartment for a little while." Wendy looked as if she wanted to slap the young woman. "He even had a picture of you and him, so I thought it would be okay." Amanda started to look more and more terrified as she spoke.
A picture? How many thousands of people had pictures with her? It wasn't a very helpful clue.
Shepard considered what direction she should take for a moment. "Wendy." Shepard said smiling. "I think I would like that tour of my apartment." The woman looked ecstatic.
"I'll just call and tell the current resident to vacate-…" Shepard grabbed the woman's arm as she began to walk towards the service desk.
"That won't be necessary. I would like to meet this man." Shepard felt her polite smile turn into a devilish smirk. "Face to face."
A/N: Ohhh Shepard has a creepy side. Can't wait for the next update. Gah!
