"So Colonel what is all this about?" Devon asked as he sat down.
"We have in custody a man who the FBI are looking for for chaining a woman to a walk and beating her to death five years ago."
"Hand him over, let the family have justice and have him assigned a lawyer." Devon replied.
"See here's the thing, for the last five years he's been impersonating a Navy officer, who is an expert in his field. We're still trying to determine what happened to the real officer."
"For five years, surely someone would have noticed, his personnel file...."
"His personnel file had been changed right up the chain. He has a relative who is high up in the US Government, who we're also investigating, who has lackeys who have influence and access to military records."
"Doctoring military records is an offence in itself. But how exactly did he get then sir?" Devon asked.
"Several people who's names you don't need to know became suspicious, the Secretary of Defence was asked as a favour to check on his file. That's when the information came to light and was confirmed."
"So hand him over and add impersonating an officer, obtaining classified information by deception ...."
"He obtained more than just general information about the way the Navy do things. He was given information of the top most classification before he was found out. This information could have a negative effect on National Security, so we're dealing with him personally. The President has over turned his right to a lawyer because of the nature of the information."
"Where is he now?" Devon asked.
"Sedated at an undisclosed location and will remain that way until we decided what to do with him."
"That could be classified as breeching his human rights." Devon pointed out.
"If you had seen the photos of what he did to this girl, you would have wanted to more than breech his human rights. But we were very restrained, he wasn't injured." Zat blasts were recoverable from; it just took some longer than others.
"Good. So if he's not going to have a lawyer, why are you here talking to me?"
"One it was a Naval officer he was impersonating, two I need to know what charges you would bring against him, then I need your educated opinion on what punishment he would be given."
"This is to include the civilian murder charge?"
"Yes." Jack replied.
"This could take some time and I'm going to need more information if I'm going to supply you with a comprehensive list of charges." Jack pulled out a specifically adapted PDA from his bag.
"Now I'm not the technological expert my wife is but I was briefed on how this works." Jack clicked two buttons on the side to switch it on, then placed an index finger on the pad which scanned his fingerprint, then prompted for a code. Jack tapped it in and then brought up a security screen. "I need your index finger Commander." Devon placed it on and scanned. "You need to enter your serial number." Devon tapped it in. "Now you have access. The PDA will give you the level of information deemed necessary for you to make your recommendation, there are no names mentioned specifically."
"Okay."
"Anything you need to write down gets written on the PDA. It has a high- level encryption and only three people in the world can access it, and you and I are two of them. If you have to make notes they go on the PDA, and you can't ask anyone else for help or their opinion."
"Understood sir."
"Good. I'll be back at the same time tomorrow."
"Yes sir."
~
"Hey Kyle." His best friend Commander Melanie Carson said as she saw him coming out the elevator. "I heard you had a cute Air Force Colonel here."
"I really can't say." Kyle replied.
"You can't say if he's cute? What are you worried about your macho image?"
"No. I just can't say." He replied.
"Okay. So what did an Air Force Colonel need with a Navy lawyer?"
"I can't say."
"Are you being stubborn on purpose to drive me mad or ..." Mel said.
"I can't say, I had to sign enough papers that I'd end up in Leavenworth forever even if I mentioned one word of our conversation."
"Wow. What did you do to end up with an assignment like that?" She asked.
"Apparently the SecNav thinks I'm a good lawyer."
"Yeah I'm Julia Roberts. You drive the SecNav crazy. So you really can't tell me if he was cute?"
"No, but do you remember last year I was trying to track down a Major Carter as an expert witness?"
"Yes."
"She's his wife."
"Oh. So we still on for you buying me dinner tonight?" She asked.
"I may have to work late." He replied.
"We had a bet on the outcome of the Rooster court martial, I won, you owe me dinner I'm not letting you welch out on me."
"If I hole myself up in my office all day and aren't disturbed I should be able to get out of here by 1900. So I'll pick you up at 2000 after I've gone home and changed. where something nice."
"Are you saying I don't look nice now?" She asked spinning around.
"You look better in combat gear." He replied which earn him an elbow in the ribs. "You know I could have you charged with assault."
"You wouldn't, without me here you're life would be as dull as dishwater. I'll see you later."
"You don't know the half of it." He muttered before going back to his office.
TBC
"We have in custody a man who the FBI are looking for for chaining a woman to a walk and beating her to death five years ago."
"Hand him over, let the family have justice and have him assigned a lawyer." Devon replied.
"See here's the thing, for the last five years he's been impersonating a Navy officer, who is an expert in his field. We're still trying to determine what happened to the real officer."
"For five years, surely someone would have noticed, his personnel file...."
"His personnel file had been changed right up the chain. He has a relative who is high up in the US Government, who we're also investigating, who has lackeys who have influence and access to military records."
"Doctoring military records is an offence in itself. But how exactly did he get then sir?" Devon asked.
"Several people who's names you don't need to know became suspicious, the Secretary of Defence was asked as a favour to check on his file. That's when the information came to light and was confirmed."
"So hand him over and add impersonating an officer, obtaining classified information by deception ...."
"He obtained more than just general information about the way the Navy do things. He was given information of the top most classification before he was found out. This information could have a negative effect on National Security, so we're dealing with him personally. The President has over turned his right to a lawyer because of the nature of the information."
"Where is he now?" Devon asked.
"Sedated at an undisclosed location and will remain that way until we decided what to do with him."
"That could be classified as breeching his human rights." Devon pointed out.
"If you had seen the photos of what he did to this girl, you would have wanted to more than breech his human rights. But we were very restrained, he wasn't injured." Zat blasts were recoverable from; it just took some longer than others.
"Good. So if he's not going to have a lawyer, why are you here talking to me?"
"One it was a Naval officer he was impersonating, two I need to know what charges you would bring against him, then I need your educated opinion on what punishment he would be given."
"This is to include the civilian murder charge?"
"Yes." Jack replied.
"This could take some time and I'm going to need more information if I'm going to supply you with a comprehensive list of charges." Jack pulled out a specifically adapted PDA from his bag.
"Now I'm not the technological expert my wife is but I was briefed on how this works." Jack clicked two buttons on the side to switch it on, then placed an index finger on the pad which scanned his fingerprint, then prompted for a code. Jack tapped it in and then brought up a security screen. "I need your index finger Commander." Devon placed it on and scanned. "You need to enter your serial number." Devon tapped it in. "Now you have access. The PDA will give you the level of information deemed necessary for you to make your recommendation, there are no names mentioned specifically."
"Okay."
"Anything you need to write down gets written on the PDA. It has a high- level encryption and only three people in the world can access it, and you and I are two of them. If you have to make notes they go on the PDA, and you can't ask anyone else for help or their opinion."
"Understood sir."
"Good. I'll be back at the same time tomorrow."
"Yes sir."
~
"Hey Kyle." His best friend Commander Melanie Carson said as she saw him coming out the elevator. "I heard you had a cute Air Force Colonel here."
"I really can't say." Kyle replied.
"You can't say if he's cute? What are you worried about your macho image?"
"No. I just can't say." He replied.
"Okay. So what did an Air Force Colonel need with a Navy lawyer?"
"I can't say."
"Are you being stubborn on purpose to drive me mad or ..." Mel said.
"I can't say, I had to sign enough papers that I'd end up in Leavenworth forever even if I mentioned one word of our conversation."
"Wow. What did you do to end up with an assignment like that?" She asked.
"Apparently the SecNav thinks I'm a good lawyer."
"Yeah I'm Julia Roberts. You drive the SecNav crazy. So you really can't tell me if he was cute?"
"No, but do you remember last year I was trying to track down a Major Carter as an expert witness?"
"Yes."
"She's his wife."
"Oh. So we still on for you buying me dinner tonight?" She asked.
"I may have to work late." He replied.
"We had a bet on the outcome of the Rooster court martial, I won, you owe me dinner I'm not letting you welch out on me."
"If I hole myself up in my office all day and aren't disturbed I should be able to get out of here by 1900. So I'll pick you up at 2000 after I've gone home and changed. where something nice."
"Are you saying I don't look nice now?" She asked spinning around.
"You look better in combat gear." He replied which earn him an elbow in the ribs. "You know I could have you charged with assault."
"You wouldn't, without me here you're life would be as dull as dishwater. I'll see you later."
"You don't know the half of it." He muttered before going back to his office.
TBC