Chapter Six: Extraction Part one

The staff officers of Admiral Carson were fiercely loyal to their boss so when a messenger came for him in the middle of the Vulcan night, is staff could have made the messenger wait for the morning. After all their boss was doing longer hours than what was healthy for human to do and he needed is sleep. But this was important business even if all the business of the Admiral was important.

Some things had priority over anything and this was the case, so they woke the Admiral even if he would bark at them for a while.

"Admiral Carson this is for you." Said the messenger, an old Vulcan, then he gives the Admiral a datacard and leave the room in silence.

The Admiral put the datacard in the reader the data was through a deciphers software, the message appears on the reader screen.

(Request extraction for myself and twenty others at said location and time. Sign: S)

A minute later he was talking to his acquisition specialist.

"I need a starship, capable of transporting a minimum of twenty peoples over a great distance, something that does not shout Federation to any outside observers. It also has to be able to put up a fight in case it needed." Said Carson.

"How long do I have." Ask the officer knowing that a request in the middle of the night only mean that he would have to work a small miracle.

"Two Vulcan days I don't care about the cost, ask for any favor dues to us invent some if you have to." "Shit boss... I got to go." The officer left without any more comment. Carson knows that the man lack of manners only mean he was already working on how to pull this one off. The officer will not sleep for the next two days at least not until he gets the ship his boss needed so badly and sure enough ten hours later the man was back.

"We're in luck Starfleet Intel just got their hand on a refitted Klingon Bird of Prey they are willing to loans it to us with an engineer to oversee the remaining repair and refit."

"Great so he gets to report everything we do with the ship." Said Carson.

"I don't think we have to fear that very much considering the man is Captain Scott's."

"THE Captain Scott's, Kirk miracle worker! What he's up to lately."

"He's been working on improving the design of the Sovereign Class and when Starfleet Intel bought a derelict Klingon Bird of Prey he was the one asked to retrofit the ship."

"That will do fine send word to the Enterprise to hurry up I have urgent work for my new Commander."