Internal communicae

[Patrician]

Garrison read the communicae again, sure he was missing something. 'There is no way the Administrator is voluntarily stepping down,' Brandon thought 'unless this is some sort of trick....did he know?' Garrison started to check the security lock on his desk drawer containing the virus before he stopped, realizing that if Jameson truly wanted him dead, he'd be dead already.

More confused than ever, Garrison yelled for his orderly. 'Harrison! Send someone over to the Administrator's quarters and see if he is there. If he is not, check for his ship in the hanger. If he isnt THERE, have someone check his lab on Carinea.' Seeing Harrison about to say something, Garrison cut him off. 'Just do it Harrison, and hurry.'

Turning back to his computer, Garrison scanned all the files that Jameson had sent him. There were a lot; he had no idea the Administrator was involved in so many projects Garrison had never heard of. Holy crap, he thought he had paperwork now. Fascinated, Garrison lost track of time reading when his desk beeped. 'Its Harrison sir. No sign of the Administrator, his ship was gone from the hangar, but Carinea....well, what I saw of it showed no sign of him there. I didnt go far into his labs, gave me the creeps. Orders?'

Thinking quickly, Garrison replied. 'Get back here then; we'll just have to take him on his word until I can sift through everything he's sent me and figure out what the hell is going on. Oh, and Harrison? Get me an Admiral's uniform.'

Garrison sat back in his chair, thinking. He reached into his drawer and pulled out the virus he had gotten from the Scenes. Smiling to himself he dropped it back in the drawer. Waste not....